Thursday, May 11, 2017

the last book I ever read (Dashiell Hammett's The Maltese Falcon, excerpt ten)

from The Maltese Falcon by Dashiell Hammett:

Spade went in. A fat man came to meet him.

The fat man was flabbily fat with bulbous pink cheeks and lips and chins and neck, with a great soft egg of a belly that was all his torso, and pendant cones for arms and legs. As he advanced to meet Spade all his bulbs rose and shook and fell separately with each step, in the manner of clustered soap-bubbles not yet released from the pipe through which they had been blown. His eyes, made small by fat puffs around them, were dark and sleek. Dark ringlets thinly covered his broad scalp. He wore a black cutaway coat, black vest, black satain Ascot tie holding a pinkish pearl, striped grey worsted trousers, and patent-leather shoes.



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