“There is little need,” said the monk, with a meaning look, “to fritter away the time in gewgaws.”

[B]ut only too often séances degenerate into pure sorcery or necromancy, attracting all kinds of undeveloped and earth-bound entities.

“Take it easy” was the watchword of these superfriendly young men, the token of their overfamiliarity, the false reassurance that enabled them to ignore the filth they worked in.

I hear she has a new boyfriend. What's he like?