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Excerpt from The Blind Who SeeNona lay on the divan watching her husband, Sylvus, who stood, as he so often did, by the piano, fingering his violin. He stood tall, gentle and gaunt, his head immobile, the eyelids reposefully covering his blindness. He was listening apparently to the silence in a pose of peculiar concentration.It must be nearly time, he said at last. What does the clock say, Nona?About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hun...

Excerpt from Wild GrapesVery afternoon, that month of April, David Ghent, the boy, and his grandmother Arnold, walked in the garden, down the narrow, pebbly path bordered by sprawling blackthorn bushes, to the stables.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art t...

Excerpt from The Blind Who See Shadows lay vague in the room, the lamp was keyed low as Nona liked to have it. In the old-fashioned grate a coal fire, dozing, offered orange-colored warmth. The big, round clock on the faded green wall ticked. Nona lay on the divan watching her husband, Sylvus, who stood, as he so often did, by the piano, fingering his violin. He stood tall, gentle and gaunt, his head immobile, the eyelids reposefully coverin...

Excerpt from Wild Grapes Every afternoon, that month of April, David Ghent, the boy, and his grandmother Arnold, walked in the garden, down the narrow, pebbly path bordered by sprawling blackthorn bushes, to the stables. The garden in defiance of English tradition rioted in wild and fragrant disorder, around old Ghent House. David's father did not care for flowers and refused to pay for the necessary services of a gardener. This unnatural in...