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I thoroughly enjoy her presentations of place, people and feelings. I have saved this to read for about twenty years. 1957 copy

"he jumped to his feet, snatched up a cork and rubbed the window with it to imitate a pizzicato on the double-bass. So does the Satyr, erect on his goat legs, his eyes fire between the twisted thorns, pluck his favourite briar from the thicket. Debussy had something of the followers of Pan."

"her eyes' sad infinity, a long-drawn, unhappy smile, all the pathetic appeals that contradicted her diabolic eyebrows, her dancing ankles, restless as a mountain goat's, the sudden jerks and snake-twists of her tiny waist, and that proclaimed, luminous and moist and tender, that the soul of Polaire had got into the wrong body."

"her eyes' sad infinity, a long-drawn, unhappy smile, all the pathetic appeals that contradicted her diabolic eyebrows, her dancing ankles, restless as a mountain goat's, the sudden jerks and snake-twists of her tiny waist, and that proclaimed, luminous and moist and tender, that the soul of Polar had got into the wrong body."

"her eyes' sad infinity, a long-drawn, unhappy smile, all the pathetic appeals that contradicted her diabolic eyebrows, her dancing ankles, restless as a mountain goat's, the sudden jerks and snake-twists of her tiny waist, and that proclaimed, luminous and moist and tender, that the soul of Polar had got into the wrong body."

My Apprenticeships: This is essential after reading the Claudine books. She disenchants them, but weaves a new one.