those are dainty morsels indeed. they excude the cool atmosphere of manor house libraries. You can smell the cigar smoke, hear leather bound volumes creek gently under your touch.................... and then you find yourself enshrouded with thick london fog under a gas lamp and you hope the lamp you see through the window pain has been lit for you and indeed you are a most welcome guest...........<br>So cosy the stories are, compared to the outside word though they tell us about human crimes and blunders<br>So restful, so vivid, so tactile - they taste of Victorian tea cakes and cucumber sandwiches, they're velvety to touch, of deep brown hue with gold and crimson spots gleeming discreetly in the darkness.......
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