tightbound

Updated: May 3, 2025

"I saw that frock in Brunt's three days ago," Helen began, kissing the tall, tightbound, large-boned woman. "I know you did, Nell," Sarah admitted. "But you needn't tell me so. Don't you like it?" "I think it's a dream," Helen replied, quickly. "Turn round." But there was a certain lack of conviction in her voice, and in Sarah's manner there was something strained.

Arnold Bennett - Helen with the High Hand (2nd ed.)