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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... thoughts. And when she spoke it was with a foreign accent. The room was prodigiously warm, with a vehement gas fire turned up to the fullest extent so that the tips of flame licked the air. A china bowl of water stood in front of this ...
... thought of such surroundings as these? Perhaps she should not have written to them. On her arrival in England over a year ago, she had thrashed that question out with herself, and decided that she should not. They would not want any ...
... thought it best to go softly until she knew how matters stood. So a week ago she had been waiting anxiously for a reply. And it had come—not from Jane, which was understandable in the circumstances, but from Mrs. Fennel, written on the ...
... thought Katherine, following her, but it was a relief not to have to pretend sympathy. They stood for a second on the top of the steps, the cold rising up their skirts, and began to walk down as a clock struck ten-fifteen. It was a ...
... thought, imagining the wedding rings and the scale-pans gritty from weighing vegetables, they'd certainly wonder how she got here. This kind of scene— though it reminded her of them—would mean nothing to the Fennels at all. They only ...