[…]whatever was lost in elegance, was compensated in another point of view: their necks, of the most luxuriant prominence, ‘[…]’ were modestly handkerchiefed to their throats;[…].
For the busy traffic's roar, and the fogdom dun and brown Of thy streets, O London Town!
She had meant it when asking for a real drink. Roy had heard that the hard stuff was coming back into fashion, but had not till now met any female who displayed that taste. Perhaps he was on his way to fogeyhood.
She reached the hospital in time to receive the antidote for the snake venom.
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