Here Be Monsters
“‘Home from home, maybe?’ Audley had been looking round too. And he was also surprised.
That was just about exactly right, thought Elizabeth. Or, anyway, it didn’t look like a Xenophon room: no company symbol, no green-and-gold colour scheme, no expensive furniture—and, above all, no vegetation, apart from a spindly Busy Lizzy plant on the window-sill. The books in the shelves were mostly paperbacks, and many of them looked as though they had been well-read. In fact, the whole place looked l...ived-in, as nowhere else in the great tower had been, or ever could be. It was like a suburban flat—almost tatty, even.
Audley picked up the paperback which lay on the coffee-table, with a slip of paper in it marking the reader’s place.
‘Henry Williamson—A Fox Under My Cloak.’ He made a thoughtful face. ‘Paul would approve of that. Ypres 1915, is it, this one?’ ‘Among other places.’ Elizabeth turned towards the voice.MoreLess
That was just about exactly right, thought Elizabeth. Or, anyway, it didn’t look like a Xenophon room: no company symbol, no green-and-gold colour scheme, no expensive furniture—and, above all, no vegetation, apart from a spindly Busy Lizzy plant on the window-sill. The books in the shelves were mostly paperbacks, and many of them looked as though they had been well-read. In fact, the whole place looked l...ived-in, as nowhere else in the great tower had been, or ever could be. It was like a suburban flat—almost tatty, even.
Audley picked up the paperback which lay on the coffee-table, with a slip of paper in it marking the reader’s place.
‘Henry Williamson—A Fox Under My Cloak.’ He made a thoughtful face. ‘Paul would approve of that. Ypres 1915, is it, this one?’ ‘Among other places.’ Elizabeth turned towards the voice.MoreLess
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