over-fatted

Updated: May 27, 2025

Curphy, my father's advocate, who with his clammy hands always made me think of an over-fatted fish, came to tell him that, after serious legal difficulties, the civil documents had been agreed to, for, after he had finished with my father, he drew me aside and said, as he smoothed his long brown beard: "You ought to be a happy girl, Mary. I suppose you know what you are doing for your father?

Sir Hall Caine - The Woman Thou Gavest Me: Being the Story of Mary O'Neill