I merely suggest it.

The feeling was a faint and poor one, and I do not care to reason from it.

I would not willingly waste upon small arguments, when I see more and more clearly that our paltriest faults and dishonesties need one and the same enormous cure.
But indeed never had Faber less time to examine himself than now, had he been so inclined.

With that big wound in it, he would as soon have left a shell in the lady's chamber with the fuse lighted, as her arm to itself.

He did not leave the village all day.