There’s no wonderment left in the real world any longer. Or rather, everything is so wonderful the wonder’s gone out of it.
The girl was kind in a special way; when you spoke to her, she seemed to stop thinking of whatever she been thinking and listened to you altogether.
My very revered father, I am beginning to think that – Well, there’s little peace in this world for a quiet book-loving man.
Now, now,” said Ellery with a smile. “Surely that’s overheated imagination, Jenny? I thought ghosts are indigenous only to old English castles.
For remember always the maxim: He who would know right must first know wrong!
Money’s the root of all evil,” retorted the Inspector with a grin. Ellery’s tone did not change. “Not only the root, Dad – but the fruit, too.