You might be wondering at this point what dark secrets I had locked away on my phone and memory sticks and email.

sea green:

[…] as to the bauble on which the chief proof rests, if she had earnestly desired it, I should have willingly given it to her, so much do I esteem and value her.

Then, finished with this last in a series of fly-around press conferences, his untelegenic features reddened from the cold, Simon quipped as he strolled to the car: It's kind of nice and pleasant out here.