And a rock that would fall on it for good measure, which couldn't be dug up because no one would want that particular nontreasure.

he took the Quene Gueneuer and sayd playnly that he wolde wedde hyr / whyche was his vnkyls wyf and his faders wyf / And soo he made redy for the feest / And a day prefyxt that they shold be wedded / wherfore quene Gweneuer was passyng huey / But she durst not dyscouer hyr herte

Fliss had them. Felicity Benson, Happiness Benson. Except she's not very happy at the moment, not with me.

[…] The manita tree,* so named from the singular formation of its flower, a drawing of which is placed as the frontispiece of this book, is a species of plant almost unknown in the catalogues of botanists.

• Manita means a little hand.