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After the war, the village used to be inundated with refugees. They stayed three or four months under the care of the Red Cross; then they were packed off to somewhere more important. The only one who ever stayed was Solda. Solda wasn’t a refugee, however; he was a vagrant. But that didn’t make any …
The idea, of course, has been done to death by my good friends here in the sanatorium. Although I do not feel remotely privileged, I even have precedents for what I am about to relate in Maupassant, and further back in Hoffman. But allow me to give you something of my background. My father met …
October 3 I start my new job with Mr Jaggers. I will describe his office where I spent most of the day copying his notes of one of the cases into a ledger book. In spite of the fact that we are in the heart of the City, there is nothing of the décor and …
Amid the whiplash curves and tangled miseries of the fifth arrondissement Merle espied her. The young lady who came out of the old Louis townhouse was wearing a long black cloak and beret in a becoming shade of green. Her heels clicking on the cobble stone street, Merle followed her with critiquing eyes. If it …
This idea comes from a dream I had on the morning of 12th September, 20-. The date itself is not significant other than the fact I wrote it down on a piece of paper that subsequently ended up in my diary. I woke up thinking of a sketch involving the said title. The idea was …
One day, Xi’s friend, Tai began to tell him about a secret society; Xi was intrigued. “If you like,” said the Tai, “I’ll take you to meet the Master.” “Who is the Master?” “He is the Master of the Wei Society, but you must never call him that.” “What rubbish are you talking about?” “Listen,” …
I met professor Cornelius Ryan, author of The Dante Shock, while I was holidaying, last fall, in the Aegean Sea; it was Ryan who told me this story regarding a fellow academic, Helen Gardinor. Gardinor was a linguist, a brilliant Greek and Latin scholar. Her reputation was established by a scholarly as well as populist …
Mr Larsen was one of those enthusiastic teachers, who must have been boning up on all the modern techniques. He wanted to do this dumb show of Hamlet. It was going to be a mime. He wanted to invite the Head Tornsen. No one wanted to do it. What would you expect from a lot …
The priest was in his cell, praying; he knelt on the wooden step of the small desk. He put the book mark in the bible and stood up. Though his knees were aching, he did not consider it any greater than his other ordeal. He poured water from the jug into the bowl. He washed …
As a rule, Doctor Robert did not approve of Valium or for that matter, any of her cousins. It was not that he was against proscription drugs, obviously. But in matters of the mind he was keen to explore alternatives. In the case of self-diagnosed depression, insomnia and other evidence of patient intransigence, he would …