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She seemed to be enjoying herself, swigging away at the pink gins, puffing like
mad at one gold-tipped black fag after another, doing a fair amount of laughing,
and wriggling about a bit in her corner of the sofa. I sat there in an easy posture, ...
She got up and stretched and threw a burning fag end down the beach. "What
about going for a little ... There was still a faint glow above the headland at the
opposite arm of the bay, but the sea was almost black. The lights of a car showed
Got a fag, boy?" "Don't smoke," I said, patting my pockets. In one of them was
something hard and squarish. Remembering, I said: "Wait a minute, it just so
happens ..." I offered him one of Elizabeth's black fags. Saying no more than "
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LibraryThing ReviewUser Review - nigeyb - LibraryThing
Very readable, albeit with an implausible upbeat ending. This book reminded me a bit of the John Updike Rabbit books. From what I recall, they also featured a central character who was unsure about ... Read full review
THAT UNCERTAIN FEELINGUser Review - Kirkus
A second book from one of the young English novelists (Lucky Jim was the first) continues his prodding of pomp and many circumstances, of upper class apings and ossified institutionalism. This takes ... Read full review