He smiled his washy,... «The Empty Grave»
ReLL20 сентября 2017He smiled his washy, ingratiating smile, displaying an array of teeth like broken biscuits. ‘Couple of little dresses, a few sequins, twinkly tassels in appropriate places … You’d fit right in.’ ‘That’s nice to know,’ Lockwood said. ‘George will bear it in mind...’
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