His hand trembled–so did his voice. “You will leave the door of your flat unlocked tonight? So that I could reach the ‘phone?” “Certainly.” He went to the door, stood there, clinging to the knob as if he must hold on to something. “Beautiful night,” he said and all…
Author: Emily Carr
From the moment key and rent exchanged hands a subtle change took place in the attitude of renter towards owner. The tenant was obviously anxious to get you out, once the flat was hers. She might have known, silly thing, that you wanted to be out–before she began to…
Poetical extravagance over “pearly dew and daybreak” does not ring true when that most infernal of inventions, the alarm clock, wrenches you from sleep, rips a startled heart from your middle and tosses it on to an angry tongue, to make ugly splutterings not complimentary to the new morning;…