She was leaning back on her bench, her hands were clasped in her lap, and her eyes were fixed upon the landlady, at the other side of the court, manipulating her Apricots.
"Four Meetings"
Henry James
But I saw she was not thinking of Apricots.
"Four Meetings"
Henry James
Then the landlady came lightly brushing by with her pyramid of Apricots.
"Four Meetings"
Henry James