Angelika

“In the street of the perfume-sellers Miss Jenkins subsided on a settee like a fat bee drunk with essences, [...}”
― Francis Brett Young, Cage Bird, And Other Stories

“He prayed to goodness that the relationship might be reasonably remote. He remembered, anxiously, that a man may not marry his grandmother...”
― Francis Brett Young, Cage Bird, And Other Stories

“The desert's illimitable freedom," the officer murmured, as he poured out Simon's whiskey. "It's not altogether her fault, Mr. Jackson. It's these damned novelists. Every novel written about the desert should be censored by the police.”
― Francis Brett Young, Cage Bird, And Other Stories

“It didn't occur to him to make allowances for the long English twilight. That twilight gave to the landscape a curious effect of suspended life. It cast upon everything (or was that, perhaps, the beer?) an eerie, magical bloom. Every mile that he went - and now he was hurrying - he felt surer and surer that he was on the verge of some shattering experience.”
― Francis Brett Young, Cage Bird, And Other Stories