| Inside a long, high room, on mustard and black linens, sits a bowl of gently curried cream of carrot soup. |
| Frosted store windows groaned with a cornucopia of Irish linens, Madras shawls, China tea, Moroccan slippers, Scottish whisky and Madeira wine. |
| At last, my fingers slipped across the warm ivory of the gun handle, and I ripped it out from its hiding spot beneath the linens. |
