Regency Masquerade (1994)
“Hartly left the desk, he said to the innkeeper, “About Major Stanby ... I do not actually have his acquaintance. I pray you do not tell him I was inquiring for him. It is to be a surprise.” As he spoke, he slid a gold coin onto the counter, from whence it found its way into the innkeeper’s pocket with the swiftness of a frog snapping up a fly.
Jeremy Bullion tapped his finger to his nose, nodded his head, and gave a wink of his sharp, snuff-colored eye. “Any little thing I can do for you, sir, ye have only to ask and Jeremy Bullion will be happy to oblige. Folks call me Bullion.”
“Very good. You are raw metal, but pure gold, I have no doubt.”
Bullion accepted this fatigued compliment with a smile. “Aye, sir. I may be lump gold, but I am twenty-four karat. If ye’d care for a sandwich in your room, or a bottle of wine, ye’ve only to give the bell chord a yank. As to your duds, the wife’s as good as a seamstress for mending up a tear or pressing a jacket.”
“How very kind, but my valet wi...ll be joining me soon.MoreLess
Jeremy Bullion tapped his finger to his nose, nodded his head, and gave a wink of his sharp, snuff-colored eye. “Any little thing I can do for you, sir, ye have only to ask and Jeremy Bullion will be happy to oblige. Folks call me Bullion.”
“Very good. You are raw metal, but pure gold, I have no doubt.”
Bullion accepted this fatigued compliment with a smile. “Aye, sir. I may be lump gold, but I am twenty-four karat. If ye’d care for a sandwich in your room, or a bottle of wine, ye’ve only to give the bell chord a yank. As to your duds, the wife’s as good as a seamstress for mending up a tear or pressing a jacket.”
“How very kind, but my valet wi...ll be joining me soon.MoreLess
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