Status Updates From Collected Short Stories

A Glass of Tea: "'In embroidered dresses, amongst the pomegranate bushes, on summer evenings - all those girls, waiting to be picked.'"

End of The Cockatoos

A Woman's Hand: "She looked at her husband as though asking forgiveness for the slight wound she had been moved to inflict. But he did not seem aware of it. There was so much men failed to notice."

A Woman's Hand: "Evelyn preferred the company of men for the simple reason that she enjoyed being liked back. Women did not like her honesty."

end of The Burnt Ones

Down at the Dump: "Flies clustered in irregular jet embroideries on the backs of best suits."

Down at the Dump: "She was glad she hadn't had girls. Boys turned into men, and you couldn't do without men, even when they took you for a mug, or got shickered, or bashed you up."

The Woman Who Wasn't Allowed to Keep Cats: "Spiro was fitting up his little tripod. He was as totally absorbed as masculine men are able to become. If he was the least bit distracted, it was the rich man wondering whether those present could take him seriously enough, whether they would appreciate his expertise. In any case, his muscular, not yet aged hands managed the tripod masterfully."

The Woman Who Wasn't Allowed to Keep Cats: "'It is a privilege to play a part,' she said 'in such an exceptional man's life.'"

A Glass of Tea: "'Not the greatest of all disasters,' Phillippides said, 'except that it was our own.'"

A Glass of Tea: "'Oh, but please don't touch me! I hate to be touched,' she confessed, 'by someone who means so little to me. Even my sisters, of whom I am fond, respect my feelings.'"

A Glass of Tea: "His fingers, he saw, bungling the sugar, were swollen and tufted. A presence of girls in embroidered dresses had made them clumsy."

A Glass of Tea: "'In embroidered dresses, amongst the pomegranate bushes, on summer evenings - all those girls, waiting to be picked.'"

Dead Roses: "'Lie still! I want you.'"

Dead Roses: "'I expect you'll marry some bloke, and he'll take you to bed and get children with you. That's what happens to most girls. The normal thing.'"

Dead Roses: "'I expect you'll marry some bloke, and he'll take you to bed and ger children with you. That's what happens to most girls. The normal thing.'"