unearths some literary gems.
From After the Exhibition, by Dolores Gordon-Smith:
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[This genericized name has so many components, the hyphenation just gives up midway through!]
"The cleaner, Mrs. whatever-it-is the woman's called, from the village."
[Later on, a different character refers to yet another character as "Mrs. Whatever-she-was-called." And note the discrepancies in capitalization and hyphenation: clearly these two Mrs. Whatevers are no relation to each other. (:v>]
[By the way, I was recently reminded that there was a Boston-area 1980s band called Someone and the Somebodies.]
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[In case it's not clear from the (lack of) context, the line below has the same intent as the one I recently shared from a Clason novel, "The first thing I knew was when that West broke into my room to ask some idiotic question about a bathing suit. I'll bathing suit him!"]
"Motion pictures, indeed! I'd like to give them motion pictures!"
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The sofa and armchairs had seen better days. Lots of better days.
