You Yourself May Not Be Luminous, But

We Must Look For Consistency. Where There Is A Want Of It We Must Suspect Deception.

You Know How Easily And Suddenly These Things Happen, Beginning In Playful Teasing And Ending In Something A Little Warmer Than Friendship. You Squeeze The Slender Arm Which Is Passed Through Yours, You Venture To Take The Little Gloved Hand, You Say Good Night At Absurd Length In The Shadow Of The Door. It Is Innocent And Very Interesting, Love Trying His Wings In A First Little Flutter.

I Have Seen Too Much Not To Know That The Impression Of A Woman May Be More Valuable Than The Conclusion Of An Analytical Reasoner.

I Don't Speak For Others And They Don't Speak For Me.

Come, Watson, Come!" He Cried. The Game Is Afoot.