Nobody does anything bad all at once.

Wickedness needs an apprenticeship as well as more difficult trades.
It was in January, not long after the shortest day, the sun setting about half-past three o'clock.

At three school was over, and just as we were coming out, Peter whispered to me, with one of his merriest twinkles in his eyes: "Come across after dark, Ranald, and we'll have some fun." I promised, and we arranged when and where to meet.

It was Friday, and I had no Latin to prepare for Saturday, therefore my father did not want me.

I remember feeling very jolly as I went home to dinner, and made the sun set ten times at least, by running up and down the earthen wall which parted the fields from the road; for as often as I ran up I saw him again over the shoulder of the hill, behind which he was going down.