Most men familiar with the handling of leather must occasionally have come across samples showing a whitish scum, or spew, upon the surface.

Far away I saw a gaunt cat slink crouchingly along a wall, but traces of men there were none.

Frances is the loser when she agrees to no backsies or refunds as she buys Thelma's plastic tea dishes with money saved for a china set.

Seven years had passed, and once more the Thanksgivingtide was in Mapleton.