“Clearings opened on either side. Familiar smells drifted in the air: fennel, skirrets and alexanders, then wild garlic, radishes and broom. John… — Lawrence Norfolk Copy Share Image
The greenness of Ireland is a false greenness, after all. Not that it isn't green - the place can still make you… — John Jeremiah Sullivan Copy Share Image
“The lengths to which you’re prepared to go to please a housekeeper make me wonder about the servant situation in Scotland. Good… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
“And how closely related to you is Cousin Beatrice?” Reynaud gave him a look. “Not that close. “Glad to hear it.” Vale… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
