Slander may be conveyed by insinuations.

Archie was an artist, finely chiselled, the type girls go for like catnip. He . . . was expected to marry an American heiress. But she loved a muscular curate with a face that would stop a clock.

When she interviewed with Microsoft in August, she overlooked a small cut in salary and asked about long-term career opportunities — and quality of life.

Hepaticology, outside the temperate parts of the Northern Hemisphere, still lies deep in the shadow cast by that ultimate closet taxonomist, Franz Stephani—a ghost whose shadow falls over us all.