unearths some literary gems.
From The Perfect Body, by Frankie Bow:
The handwriting was like the man himself, small and spidery.
"It's not like Gunderson can just take the money and go spend it all at Ye Olde Elbow Patch Shoppe or wherever he buys his clothes."
[This time the monocle-in-motion is a hypothetical/nonexistent one!]
Gunderson turned to stare at Emma. If he had been wearing a monocole, it would have dropped into his lap.