The poor bones of self and circumstance
Andrew went to sleep quite soon. When he awoke there was light from a half moon, just lifting clear of the branches of the trees. Madeleine seemed to be peacefully asleep. He got up quietly,...
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Andrew went to sleep quite soon. When he awoke there was light from a half moon, just lifting clear of the branches of the trees. Madeleine seemed to be peacefully asleep. He got up quietly,...
A fluffy blonde girl came in with a trolley which had a silver tea-set on top and an assortment of cakes underneath. ‘Thank you, Molly,’ Lady Arunawa said. ‘You can leave it with me.’ She...
‘I’m glad you spoke like that. I must confess I was hoping to provoke you into putting me in my place, Boss. Or should I say, into trying?’ ‘I’m not trying to put you into...
‘You will find Madame in the lounge bar,’ the doorman told him. ‘Through that door, sir, and on your right.’ The room was roughly circular, with the bar cutting an arc across the top. The...
The girl spoke for the first time. She said to Andrew: ‘Could you help me down, please?’ Her voice had the slightest touch of Irish brogue. Andrew assumed she wanted to add the weight of...
Andrew did not at first hear the new command Chisholm gave. It was in a different tone, the voice of a man confident of his response: ‘Masks on.’ It was only as he saw those...
‘Stand back, all of you. This is a military patrol. Get back.’ The man who had previously spoken now said: ‘When I was in the Army we fought for our own folks, not against them....
They had a glimpse of Regent’s Park on their right. Andrew said: ‘What about the Zoo animals?’ ‘They killed them off the day before things were closed down. They brought the carcases of everything that...
The cars rattled along Baker Street at rather better than thirty miles an hour. There were a few signs of life – some figures skulking away into doorways as the patrol reached them, others calling...
‘And what does that give you, with the river as its southern boundary?’ McKay looked up, eyes sharp in his thin face. ‘It gives you the London Pale. The name isn’t official, but it’s apt....