Sam Youd as John Christopher

‘Darling, I’m so glad you’re here. Dear Di!’ It startled him. ‘You don’t mean that she suggested my staying here for our benefit – with this in mind?’ ‘I think so.’ ‘But have you told...

The dim blacked-out buses fumbled past. He stood by the kerb, trying to unravel the confusion in his mind. Thoughts of Patricia swung dizzily from pole to pole: of eager desire and the reluctance of...

‘Frank, you mustn’t kiss me good-night.’ ‘Only in the nicest, most fraternal kind of way.’ ‘No, not at all. Remember I’ve got to live here. Two of the girls are from my old training battalion...

When he got back she said: ‘I hadn’t intended to stay out here.’ ‘You’ll spare a few minutes, to keep me company?’ ‘Yes, of course.’ He set himself to charm her. As he had guessed,...

‘Frank, are you in there? The grille …’ He did not answer at once, but finally said: ‘The grille’s broken. You’ll have to jump for it.’ There was relief in Patrick’s voice. ‘Get up and...

‘I saw his face just before he went out. Good God, you did, too! How could you possibly … and the worst of it is that I’m certain you had it all planned in advance.’...

Frank said: ‘I wonder what you’re going to do after the Revolution, Alec?’ He spoke in an ordinary speculative tone. Stansfield spooned up his strawberries. ‘One never thinks about it. You might as well ask...

Frank said slowly: ‘No. I’m afraid I won’t accept it. I don’t think personal attitudes are important enough to allow them to lead to that kind of thing. As far as I’m concerned, you’ll just...

How did you get on?’ Frank took his jacket off. He glanced at Patrick. ‘Very pleasant.’ He paused. ‘I took the liberty of doing a little something for you. On the seaward side of the...

Frank led the way on to the pier, down the ramp – slanting sharply since the tide was out – and through to the landing stage. The ferry boats huddled against the wharf, and beyond...