half-inch-long

Updated: May 13, 2025

The embarrassment of being told that sort of thing by a young and very lovely woman, when newly conscious of dirt and blood and half-inch-long red whiskers, was apparently not sufficient for the mirth of the exacting gods of those romantic hills. There came interruption in the form of a too-familiar voice. "Oh, that's all right, you two! Make the most of it! Spoon all you want to!

Talbot Mundy - The Eye of Zeitoon