It was because I saw those signs that I spoke to you.

I volunteer no acquaintance with the happy." "I dare say not; for if you know all the unhappy you must have a sufficiently large acquaintance," returned Philip.
"Your wit is beyond your years! What is your calling, if the question does not offend you ?" "I have none as yet," said Philip, with a slight sigh, and a deep blush.
"More's the pity!" grunted the smoker, with a long emphatic nasal intonation.

"I should have judged that you were a raw recruit in the camp of the enemy." "Enemy! I don't understand you." "In other words, a plant growing out of a lawyer's desk.

I will explain.
There is one class of spiders, industrious, hard-working octopedes, who, out of the sweat of their brains (I take it, by the by, that a spider must have a fine craniological development), make their own webs and catch their flies.

There is another class of spiders who have no stuff in them wherewith to make webs; they, therefore, wander about, looking out for food provided by the toil of their neighbours.