“Dignity and grace shine forth majestic:
The time arrives. 'It is a waltz, I think,' Miss Larkins doubtfully observes, when I present myself. 'Do you waltz? If not, Captain Bailey -'
"Someone who does your nails. We must look our best for Doctor No." At the back of Bond's mind was the urgent necessity to get his hands on some kind of weapon-a pair of scissors would be better than nothing. Anything would do.
The door opened and he had his daily moment of pleasure at having a beautiful secretary. "Morning, Lil," he said.
Like white-winged angels rise the radiant throng

'And now they are partners,' said I. 'Confound him!'