[…] while the dishes on the bed tray clinked xylophonically against one another.

On one side the great temple where you can gather the good harvest—on the other a dirty little scandal that you’ve nosed out to fling to paper scavengers who feed it to their readin’ millions ravening for pornographic dirt.

He now asked her whether she had made pudding.

The officials set to work in regular circumlocutory order. -Chambers's Journal.