From Ian Fleming's "Moonraker"
CHAPTER 16
(Of Gala Brand)
The ice of Gala’s reserve melted quickly in the sunshine.
The exotic gaiety of her clothes, a black and white striped cotton shirt tucked into a wide, hand-stitched black leather belt above a medium length skirt in shocking pink, seemed to have infected her, and its was impossible for Bond to recognise the chill woman of the night before in the girl who now walked beside him and laughed happily at his ignorance of the names of the wild-flowers, the samphire, Viper’s bugloss and fumitory round their feet.
© 1955 by Glidrose Productions Ltd.