When she began to dance at the konaki, these people said that she was a real Anastenarissa because she had “become one blood” (eyine ena ema) with her husband when she married him and gave birth to his children.

In these craft they risk the extreme perils of the sea. . . . They have been within spitting distance of collision and bumping distance of the bottom.

This impressive mammal seemed on the verge of extinction, a victim of enlightenment and manners and corporate groupspeak.

Smiling beatifically, and wearing both his decorations, Napoleon reposed on a bed of straw on the platform, with the money at his side, neatly piled on a china dish from the farmhouse kitchen.