There's too much tendency to attribute to God the evils that man does of his own free will.

You have a tendency, Hastings, to prefer the least likely. That, no doubt, is from reading too many detective stories.

No, my friend, I am not drunk. I have just been to the dentist, and need not return for another six months! Is it not the most beautiful thought? --Poirot

Juliet singles out Romeo. Desdemona claims Othello. They have no doubts, the young, no fear, no pride.

Now I am old-fashioned. A woman, I consider, should be womanly. I have no patience with the modern neurotic girl who jazzes from morning to night, smokes like a chimney, and uses language which would make a billingsgate fishwoman blush!

I did not deceive you, mon ami. At most, I permitted you to deceive yourself.

All I needed was a steady table and a typewriter...a marble-topped bedroom washstand table made a good place; the dining-room table between meals was also suitable.