She spoke with a sort of doomlike abandon for which her high, astringent voice was not fitted. "It's done now. Whether anybody likes it or not. ...

She would be a kept woman. / Devoted. / Loyal. / A fuckdoll in black-and-white-and-red.

All European food in Burma is more or less disgusting—the bread is spongy stuff leavened with palm-toddy and tasting like a penny bun gone wrong, the butter comes out of a tin, and so does the milk, unless it is the grey watery catlap of the dudh-wallah.

1819, In his hand he bore that singular “abacus”, or staff of office, with which Templars are usually represented, having at the upper end a round plate, on which was engraved the cross of the Order, inscribed within a circle or orle, as heralds term it. — Walter Scott, Ivanhoe