“What is the French for arsenic and strychnine?” murmured Granny,  who was pointedly ignoring both of them.
“Arsenic and strychnine,” said Oscar, walking up to slot Gauloise into him jade cigarette holder.  “Malevolence is universal.”
The book was long, 789 pages,  which is good for a novel.  I like long books,  because I read so quickly (all […]