#gianetta brooke

[telleroftales]

"So I wore the Greensleeves gown at the show, and Morelli got his sensation, and I was so scared of the fashionable crowd that when I spoke at all, it was in a tight, flat little voice that must have sounded the last word in bored, brittle sophistication. I must have looked and sounded, in fact, like a pale little copy of that arrogant worldling behind me in Zollner's canvas, for that is what Nicholas Drury undoubtedly took me for, when at length he elbowed his way through the crowds and introduced himself.

I, for one, was so thoroughly scarified that I froze into complete stupidity, and under his sardonic look stammered some meaningless schoolgirl rubbish that, God help us both, he took for coquetry. We were married three months later."

Wildfire At Midnight, 1956

[telleroftales]

"And now ahead of us, in the center of the mountain crescent, I could see the dip of a bay, where a green valley cut throughout the hills to the sea's edge.. Higher up this valley, as I knew, was a loch, where the hills crowded in an cradled the water into a deep and narrow basin. Out of this the river flowed; I could see the gleam of it, and, just discernible at that distance, a white building set among a mist of birch trees where the glittering shallows fanned out to meet the sea."

Wildfire at Midnight, 1956

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