"But that's the point. I am not a man of education. I don't know how to play the piano, and can scarcely manage a free-hand sketch of a cathedral. My Greek is shaky, and I speak French and German with an accent enough to drive a linguist mad. No, no, you take my word for it—this little incident would never have happened had you behaved wisely, and like a public-spirited citizen."
"What do you mean?" asked the householder.
"Why, this, that if you had paid more to the School Board, I would have received a better education, and have never been a housebreaker. As it is, I am only making up the difference between the sum you have paid, and the sum you should have expended."
And the burglar, helping himself to another silver tea-pot, continued his lucrative work.
THE MUSIC OF THE SPHERES.
The "true sphere of woman"—so HARRISON says—
In effect—is the family circle. Some praise;
But to geometricians it strange may appear,
For a "circle" is only a part of a "sphere."