“After a time Emma opened the picnic basket and they ate honey sandwiches with ants on them and drank the queer tea… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“It was Sunday morning, and old people passed me like sad grey waves on their way to church.” — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“After a time Emma opened the picnic basket and they ate honey sandwiches with ants on them and drank the queer tea that always… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“She cleared her throat once or twice, and said something about poor people should eat a lot of herrings, as they were most nutritious,… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“She came to a little wrecked pleasure-steamer, which had become embedded in the mud several summers ago and which no one had bothered to… — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
“When I left the kitchen the whole family were all gazing upwards at the dancing flies.” — Barbara Comyns Copy Share Image
