A bad example often finds imitators, and every season there crop up for public sale one or two such collections formed by bibliomaniacs who, although calling themselves bibliophiles, ought really to be ranked among the worst enemies of books.

All the wood used was new and speckless, and smelt sweet and clean.

At the end of the bench adjoining to the Frater-house door, was a fine almery fixed to the wall, and another on the other side of the door[…].

Even the best weatherman can't tell if it's going to rain or shine a week from next Tuesday. With the stars it is different. We can always tell in advance...