I thought the Invalids were beasts; I thought they would rip me apart. But these people saved me, and gave me the softest place to sleep, and nursed me back to health, and haven't asked for anything in return.
The animals are on the other side of the fence: monsters wearing uniforms. They speak softly, and tell lies, and smile as they're slitting your throat.
And remember, Wallis, there's something the matter with Mr. Allan's shutters. They won't always close the sunshine out as they should."
Wallis almost winked, if an elderly, mutton-chopped servitor can be imagined as winking.
"No, ma'am," he promised. Something wrong with 'em. I'll remember, ma'am.
Stichwörter: humour sunshine invalids
She was one of those invalids who has to lie down a lot, and sometimes can't lift a bread knife, but can shift a mahogany wardrobe if the fancy is upon her to see it in a different place.
Lynne TrussStichwörter: invalids
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