A curiously baroque tale of eighteenth-century England, championed by Ian Fleming.
d the head in drunken pantomime, while she said thickly : 'Tip-tip-tippled the roast burnt, and the soup boiled over, and the cat scalded, and the kitchen afire.' The girl made vague weak gestures with delightful, delicate hands. Then, thrusting a little bare breast back under the chemise, she became agile. Slipping a beautiful China smock over the curls and pretty shift, and pushing the toes into frail slippers, Lucy, after a glance at a diminutive French clock, quickly went and pulled a silken bell-cord.
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