A novel set in a British Colony in Central Africa during the 1930s.
When he did so he found an army officer with the twin bands of the Bolivian medical corps on his sleeves sitting beside him. There was a hypodermic syringe in his hand and he was cleaning the needle on his pocket handkerchief. He smiled when he saw that Dunnett was looking at him. “Near shave,” h...
Trump had made up his mind. Mr. Dawlish would have to go. Admittedly, the decision itself was a recent one. But the steps leading up to it had been slow and inevitable. In the first place, it was Mr. Dawlish’s appearance that had counted so much against him. As a non-smoker himself, Dr. Trump dis...
Chapter XIII It was Eventually to be Mr. Hackbridge’s downfall that he was not an Amosite. Had he been even a Rechabite, the larger lapse could have been overlooked. But he was none of these. He worshipped in slack, desultory, Anglican fashion in St. George’s Parish Church, Hammersmith; and it wa...
And the English Radical, looking at the merchant prince over the high wall of unequal income, saw, not a commercial suburban sultan but a snob. Immediately a snob-scare started. Everyone was recognised as a snob. Even those born to the Patrician purple were degraded in the public mind to the leve...
There was a picture of Stan that had first appeared years ago in the staff magazine when he had just won some competition or other: it made him look young and very innocent, with the whole sweet promise of life still stretching out before him. Then there was the two-shot of Beryl and Marleen, wit...
They were there the next day eleven strong; and Mrs. Sneyd was furious. She resented them from the moment she saw them getting off the tram-stop outside the cemetery gates. “You would have thought they could have left us alone on this of all days,” she said under her breath to Mr. Biddle. “You wo...
It was as though time itself had stopped. Nothing stirred. The battlefield of Kenwood lawn became simply a tapestry, a majestically spread-out still-life. Tiny plaster-of-Paris corpses in a variety of uniforms lay motionless, piled everywhere amid the litter of up-turned go-carts and abandoned fa...