The Return of the Discontinued Man (A Burton & Swinburne Adventure)
“Daylight slanted through the crack in his curtains. He pushed back the sheets and swung his feet to the floor, crossed to the window, and yanked the drapes open. Outside, the yard and the mews beyond it were thick with vermillion flowers.
He turned back to the room and went to the washbasin to shave and sponge himself down. He was still sore all over, but his remarkable constitution had responded well to Sadhvi Raghavendra’s ointments. His cuts were hard with puckering scabs, his bruises we...re already yellowed, and the swelling on the back of his skull had gone.
He wrapped his jubbah about himself with some difficulty—his left elbow, in particular, was very tight—and was descending the stairs when the doorbell jangled. Bram Stoker answered the summons just as Burton reached the landing outside his study. Maneesh Krishnamurthy and Shyamji Bhatti greeted the lad from the doorstep.
“Come on up, fellows,” Burton called, and to Bram, “Would you bring us a pot of coffee, young ’un?”MoreLess
He turned back to the room and went to the washbasin to shave and sponge himself down. He was still sore all over, but his remarkable constitution had responded well to Sadhvi Raghavendra’s ointments. His cuts were hard with puckering scabs, his bruises we...re already yellowed, and the swelling on the back of his skull had gone.
He wrapped his jubbah about himself with some difficulty—his left elbow, in particular, was very tight—and was descending the stairs when the doorbell jangled. Bram Stoker answered the summons just as Burton reached the landing outside his study. Maneesh Krishnamurthy and Shyamji Bhatti greeted the lad from the doorstep.
“Come on up, fellows,” Burton called, and to Bram, “Would you bring us a pot of coffee, young ’un?”MoreLess
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