Dashing back to my compartment, I grabbed my impedimenta - what my companion thought of the maniac who alighted at a station only half-way to the first booked stop I don't know ! - got out, hurried under the subway, and was into my 10.45 comfortably before its departure.

God works by instrumentalities, and he has wonderfully thus far interposed in keeping evils that I feared in abeyance.

She scraped the wooden plate with her fingernails.

This is clearly what happens in the swot-vac phenomenon: the student rote-learns his material for just long enough to see the exam through.