She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.


Chapter 28, Phillip Marlowe watching Mona "Silver-Wig" Mars - The Big Sleep (1939)


She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.

She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.

She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.

She bent over me again. Blood began to move around in me, like a prospective tenant looking over a house.