Evelyn In. Brideshead revisited (№ 15038)

Christmas present was a live turtle encrusted with diamonds on the shell monogram Julia; and it's a little obscene, a living creature, it poskalzyvaetsja helplessly on the floor, then raised for all to explore on the card-table or crawling across the carpet, hiding at the slightest touch and then again pulling a wrinkled neck and rocking gray antediluvian head, became a way for me just the other night, the hook on the network of memories, which engages the attention, although much more is made in front of us.
"Lord," said lady Marchmain. And really she eats everything the same as an ordinary tortoise?
- What will you do when it's dead? - asked Mr. Samgrass. - Would it be possible to insert into this new shell turtle?