To me it seems, Mabel, that whenever a thing is really grand and potent, it has a quiet majesty about it, that is altogether unlike the frothy and flustering manner of smaller matters, and so it was with them rapids.

a Verb of the Singular

Adam would rather see him spend more time among his merbrothers and women.

The NKVD organs . . . could extend the category of ‘enemy of the people’ to everyone who dared to utter a word of criticism.