"Treacly" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... like mad, until I had a gilded lady thrust into my little nieve; the which, after admiring for a minute, I applied my teeth to, and of the head I made no bones; so that in less than no time she had vanished, petticoats and all, no trace of her being to the fore, save and except long treacly daubs, extending east and west from ear to ear, and north and south from cape neb of the nose to ...
— The Life of Mansie Wauch - Tailor in Dalkeith, written by himself • David Macbeth Moir |
