“I saw his face, too; it was the face of the driver of the hearse, with a mole on the left cheek. Then he spoke to me, jerking his thumb over his shoulder. "'Just room for one inside, sir,' he… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“There were some hours to spare before his ship sailed, and having deposited his luggage, including a locked leather despatch-case, on board, he lunched… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“Mrs. Alingsby was tall and weird and intense, dressed rather like a bird-of-paradise that had been out in a high gale, but very well… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“The subject dropped, and we sat on in the dusk that was rapidly deepening into night. The door into the hall was open at… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“The functions of the human frame are, broadly speaking, known. They are a country, anyhow, that has been charted and mapped out. But outside… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“Miss Elizabeth Mapp might have been forty, and she had taken advantage of this opportunity by being just a year or two older. Her… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
...vicinity to the sea is desirable, because it is easier to do nothing by the sea than anywhere else, and because bathing and basking… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“With regard to religion, finally, it may be briefly said that she believed in God in much the same way as she believed in… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
When one is happy there is no time to be fatigued; being happy engrosses the whole attention. — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“He looked sharply towards the pollarded trees. 'Yes, just there,' he said. 'I saw it plainly, and equally plainly I saw it not. And… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“I wonder why he hastened to tell us that George Hearne was buried in the churchyard, and then added that naturally he was!' 'It's… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
An idea so luminous flashed across her brain that she almost thought the room had leaped into light. — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“Ah, this delicious night air,' she said, luxuriously sniffing in the coolness. 'Night air and gardening are the great tonics. There is nothing so… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
“I saw his face, too; it was the face of the driver of the hearse, with a mole on the left cheek. Then he… — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
The hours of the morning between breakfast and lunch were the time which the inhabitants of Riseholme chiefly devoted to spying on each other. — E.F. Benson Copy Share Image
