A large admiral lizard leapt up on a rail, stood on hind legs with fore legs raised like hands and watched for a moment …, then loped down the cess-path with arms swinging and iridescent frill flying out like a cape …

Without being tight […] the boot leg should fit close. The ankle should be supple as a stocking, and “bellowsed” to make sure of suppleness.

He's not at home, and won't be this side of eleven o'clock. He've been forced to go over to Yalbury since shutting out work. I shall do quite as well.

Ronald said to me, “Tiger told me that you were his baby mother. Why did you play me like that?”