One cannot burn the midnight oil without paying some penalty for it....

However, I am richly repaid already; I shall be more so hereafter.' 'Let us hope so.

But who are those Goths whom I passed in the streets just now ?' 'Ah! my father,' said Philammon, glad in his heart of any excuse to turn the conversation, and yet half uneasy and suspicious at Arsenius's evident determination to avoid the very object of his visit.

'It must have been you, then, whom I saw stop and speak to Pelagia at the farther end of the street.

What words could you possibly have had wherewith to honour such a creature ?' 'God knows.