grios

Updated: May 1, 2025

"Her Tissot gone will she still work her wonders? Still of base Grios and the weak alloys red bridegrooms make? Still kind Anne, your hand!" Silence! Silence again. What were they doing? Claude, full of suspicion, turned to see what it meant; turned to learn what it was on which the greedy eyes of his table-fellow were fixed so intently. And now he saw, more or less.

Stanley John Weyman - The Long Night