cath-e-deral

Updated: May 15, 2025

When you've heard 'em, you wouldn't be surprised, not if it took a dozen to steady me." He filled again, and came close to me, holding the glass, yet so tremulously that the rum spilled over his fingers. "Ingots, lad golden ingots! Bars and wedges of solid gold! Gems, too, and cath-e-deral plate, with crucifixions and priests' vestments stiff with pearls and rubies as if they was frozen.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Poison Island