Fiske

At one point, Fiske opened a door that led, he said, up the “slave staircase” to the attic where the slaves slept.

Fiske was made assistant librarian at a salary of one thousand dollars a year.

Shame and consternation were written on the faces of my two seconds, and to the face of Fiske there came a contemptuous smile.

This idea is the key to Fiske's proof of the immortality of the soul.