His eye lingered for a fraction of a second on
her blindfold; then he bowed low, took her by the right hand, and kissed one
pale knuckle. “Always a delight to meet a member of the old country.”

I stared, startled not only by the boldness of the gesture but also because I
was aware of how rarely Ana washed her hands.

- A Drop of Corruption, Chapter 10 pg. 80