Monday, 21 May 2012

Always been ivory

      The deuce of it is, when Elspeth turns a conversation topsy-turvy, all wide-eyed innocence, you can never be sure whether it’s witlessness or guile. She’d always been ivory from her delightful neck upwards, but that don’t mean she can’t wheedle a duck from a pond when so minded.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.234, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.

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