gilding-brush

Updated: June 20, 2025

Lynette, bending over a separate table-desk in the light of the north window of the long deal match-boarded class-room, looked up from her work of tooling leather, the delicate steel instrument in her hand, a little gilding-brush between her white teeth, a little fold of concentrated attention between her slender brown eyebrows. "Yes. Did you want anything?"

Richard Dehan - The Dop Doctor