fly-brown

Updated: July 16, 2025

There was a slight movement at the back of the room, and an object was passed from hand to hand and finally held for inspection under the Bishop's nose. In a grimy frame, protected by a square of fly-brown glass, was a square, official-looking bit of paper. Of value evidently, since much care had been taken to preserve it. "License," went on the explanatory voice. "Gov'ment license.

Ellen Newbold La Motte - Civilization: Tales of the Orient