Lord Arthur Savile's Crime
CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform, 9. 10. 2014 - 108 strán (strany)
"[...]room, and said, in her clear contralto voice, 'Where is my cheiromantist?' 'Your what, Gladys?' exclaimed the Duchess, giving an involuntary start. 'My cheiromantist, Duchess; I can't live without him at present.' 'Dear Gladys! you are always so original, ' murmured the Duchess, trying to remember what a cheiromantist really was, and hoping it was not the same as a cheiropodist. 'He comes to see my hand twice a week regularly, ' continued Lady Windermere, 'and is most interesting about it.' 'Good heavens!' said the Duchess to [...]."