A Girl in WinterThis classic novel captures twelve transformative hours in the life of an exiled woman living in England and working at a library during World War II. |
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... light there was seemed to rise up from it. It lay in ditches and in hollows in the fields, where only birds walked. In some lanes the wind had swept it up faultlessly to the very tops of the hedges. Villages were cut off until gangs of ...
... lights were all switched on , although it was only twenty to ten . Individual lights over shelves were left until the doors were opened to the public . Mr. Anstey had come banging through the entrance wicket , and was leaning over the ...
... lights , while old men stared aqueously at her legs . Behind all this she sensed the influence of Mr. Anstey . There was a curious professional furtiveness about him , as if he were a guardian of traditional secrets ; he seemed ...
... lights by a doorway bearing a dozen professional brass plates. Here and there girls dressed in overcoats sat huddled in cigarette-kiosks, reading, and down a side-street a man was selling baked potatoes from an ancient roaster. She had ...
... light layer of frozen snow. The benches were dusty with frost and the laurel-bushes rustled. She got Miss Green up the steps into the dingy interior, and sat her on a wooden seat. The place was bitterly cold, but built substantially: it ...