Large, stately, and dark was its [the château's] outline against the dusky night-sky; there were pepper-boxes and tourelles and what-not fantastically going up into the dim starlight.

I didn't notice Mother until Goodyear leapt up to greet me—and with dirty paws too. Pewter, full of catitude, refused to move aside for Goodyear.

[I]t was considered unlucky to decorate a room with cut snowdrops. The name death's flower relates to an old belief that a solitary snowdrop indicates impending death, with suggestions that it was inauspicious to bring snowdrops indoors.

Dairy wars: when a glass of milk is really a glass of m*lk [title]