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Trick of the light?

‘What happened after the sledge tipped over? How did Andy look?’ ‘All right. He was laughing about it. And then …’ ‘Then?’ ‘He called to me that he’d found something in the snow.’ ‘What had...

Abandoning hope

Elizabeth came in with the Deepings. She was at her best in situations such as this: quiet, sympathetic, serene. She put her arm, unobtrusively but firmly, round Ruth Deeping’s shoulders as she led her across...

Have they found something?

The Deeping boys, Selby saw, had got the toboggan out again, and were using it to slide down the steepest part of the hillside, just beyond the fall. They were going quite fast, probably not...

Nostalgia working overtime

‘The toast may be a little variegated. We’ve had to improvise a toasting fork.’ ‘Toast made on an open fire!’ Grainger said. ‘Can I come and make my own?’ Mandy shook her head. ‘You’d get...

Get all the lamps out

Going down the last flight of stairs, to the basement, she felt a little light-headed. She would be better after coffee, and she decided she would have some toast this morning, too. Getting up without...

A remedy for anxiety

She slept soundly, undisturbed by George when he came to bed, and awoke at six thirty. She lay in the dark, listening to the wind which was still raging outside and to her husband’s heavy...