Posted by Gayle on September 02, 1998 at 07:17:06:
Since you got such a bang out of the Scotto/Alice thing in the Courier, I thought you would enjoy this little passage I came across this weekend in Kenneth Roberts' "Arundel".
"She was as sweet as a cluster of arbutus with the leaves peeled off; fresh and pink and delicious; and her bright hair bound around her head like a rope. She was so soft in her gray gown that if I'd taken her by the waist I'd have looked for her to hang limp across my arm, like my sister's cashmere shawl."
This is the female the hero spent the better part of the book getting beat up for. Kind of makes you wonder, doesn't it?
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