Concluding (Phoenix Fiction)

Concluding (Phoenix Fiction)

Henry Green

Language: English

Pages: 261

ISBN: 0226306119

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Concluding is probably the most lyrical novel by a writer whom Rebecca West has called "the most original" of his time. "Within the compass of a summer's day for all time yet intensely and closely centered upon a particular time and place, we are made aware of man's predicament in a world of transcendent sadness and beauty."—Horizon

"[A] novel of projections, protractions, long shots, and shadows flying ahead, a slow fall. . . . The sinister world of Concluding is . . . beautiful, side-lit and colored like an undersea kingdom."—from the Foreword by Eudora Welty














expression of satisfied guile pass across her face. "What are you, I mean, had you thought, will you go?" "In the circumstances, yes, I think we'd better." "What circumstances?" she asked sharply, for it would be too absurd if he imagined he must chaperon her with Sebastian. "Why nothing," he said. "Only they might be curious, just now, if we did not put in an appearance. Though I'm too old for that sort of idiot jollification," he said. "Oh, Gapa I am glad, that's splendid, because I was so

yet down. Edge was short and thin. Baker, who hardly cared for early rising, fat and short. Both, at this time, were also on separate Commissions in London, sitting Wednesdays each week, which necessitated a start that day very much in advance of the usual hour. On such mornings their breakfast was taken in this seventeenth-century, grey-panelled room, under a chandelier, on furniture which included two great desks set side by side, and equal to the authority these two whiteheaded women shared.

think," Marchbanks was saying. "My dear, your whole future is at stake. If you set out with such a mark against you, things being as they are these days, when you leave here you'll just have a job on the machines," she said, speaking the brutal truth. "Because you should realise I can't help myself," she ended by falsely admitting. "I'll do all I can, of course. But, as you must get into your head before it's too late, there's Miss Edge and Miss Baker. Oh well, if you really want to know, I'm

went on. "You see, they'd locked her into the bathrooms so she could have a good cry, you know what a tremendous cry baby she is, but there's a grating on the floor above, or there's two, one above and one underneath. Anyway Matron hasn't discovered yet, so I was able to get on to Merode." "Moira," he said uneasily, "you'll grow up an old maid." She laughed out loud. "Me?" she said. "I don't think," largely understating this. "Why, Mr Rock?" "Because you will." "No, why?" "All this chitter

was talking to you he would be furious. Really he would. He's so worried." "Is he?" "Yes, oh, you wouldn't know. About that silly girl who's missing." "Why, dear?" She swallowed. "It's not what you imagine at all," she hurried on. "He's absolutely true to me, you can be sure, and they fling themselves all the time at his head. I don't think they ought to have masters, Gapa, at these places, do you, since they're only children, the girls I mean, and sex is unconscious at their age. It's such

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