If I had had a tub then, it would have come natural to me to take in washing.

I was then conducted down stairs into the wet, slippery court, and the first things that attracted my attention were my heels.
My fall excited no comment.

They expected it, no doubt.

It belonged in the list of softening, sensuous influences peculiar to this home of Eastern luxury.

It was softening enough, certainly, but its application was not happy.