tweed, with leather-patched elbows, and a vest as tightly buttoned as my own, and a
cashmere scarf protecting his neck from the cold to which perhaps, for all his strength, he wasn't yet really accustomed.-Lestat
Anne Rice, Memnoch The Devil
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| David sat there, the robust brown-haired young Anglo-Indian, juicy and succulent to
behold as he had been since the night I made him one of us. He wore his English
tweed, with leather-patched elbows, and a vest as tightly buttoned as my own, and a cashmere scarf protecting his neck from the cold to which perhaps, for all his strength, he wasn't yet really accustomed.-Lestat Anne Rice, Memnoch The Devil |
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