Category: Sam Youd

The place of childhood memories

‘Do you know Switzerland well?’ she asked. ‘No.’ She said complacently: ‘It is a most beautiful country. And the life here can be so good – skiing in winter, boating or climbing in summer. Are...

Too late

He thought he smelled gas on the first flight of stairs, although of course that was ridiculous. But the smell was quite plain when he got into the flat. As he came up the staircase...

A posting to the front

He watched Smethers, finding the minute signs – the clenching fingers, the nervous movement of the lips – which told him that he had won. ‘You see, Peter, when it’s a case of charges and...

‘I won’t be very long’

‘I’m going out for a while, Pat,’ he said. ‘I’ll be about an hour, I suppose.’ ‘Don’t go out.’ It was said simply but starkly. He went towards the head of the stairs, and she...

The final break

To-night, whether or not the circumstances were favourable, must see the final break with Patricia. That thought was uppermost in his mind, but deliberately he refrained from elaborating it. It had never been a habit...