mellorosas

Updated: May 10, 2025

For all that Io's "my dear" was the most casual utterance imaginable, it brought a quick flush to Banneker's face. Chattering carelessly, she washed up the few dishes, put them away in the brackets, and then, smoking another of the despised Mellorosas, wandered to the book-shelves. "Read me something out of your favorite book, Ban.... No; this one." She handed him the thick mail-order catalogue.

Samuel Hopkins Adams - Success: A Novel