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It'll be dark soon.' At his gate he asked me not to go. 'Don't go yet, don't go yet.'
We sat under the mango tree and I was holding his hand when he began to cry.
Drops fell on my hand like the water from the dripstone in the filter in our yard.
Then they began the other row. Slowly they were coming nearer. 'Shut up, it's
nothing to do with you,' Inez told herself, but her cold hands were clenched under
the sheet. The nurse said, 'Pat, you're well enough to give a hand, aren't you?
It began with caviare and ended with Tokayer and Hato singing love songs,
which was the funniest thipg I ever heard. He only had one eye, poor dear; the
other disappeared during the Russo-Japanese War. He sang in a high bleat,
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This continues and no doubt concludes the republication of the works of Jean Rhys — a collection of her short stories from her earliest (1927) ones to those of the '60's. Anything Jean Rhys wrote is ... Read full review
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