Obviously no tale about behaviour this petty could have originated in Port Naain. In point of fact I came across it in Avitas one year when I was spending a season there. I was both remarkably successful in Avitas at the time, and I had a dark suspicion that memories in Port Naain had not … More Old enough to know better
I confess I’ve always taken pleasure in fine paintings. Given that I cannot draw to save my life, and have never had any skill in that direction, I suppose I can contemplate the work of the artist without jealousy. Or at least I am equally jealous of all accomplished painters, so I contend that this … More Please sit still.
Somehow Elvira Cuttle never became Madam Cuttle or even, as she grew older, Dame Cuttle. Indeed in some sections of society she was always ‘that unspeakable Cuttle woman.’ She supported herself through her paintings, and in my opinion, she was good, very good. But society being what it is, she would never get the really … More Sometimes One has to Stop Merely Watching
Silvania Ellestone was a young lady who loved to dance. She was blessed with an older sister who was also fond of dancing, but to the elder Doanne, dancing was always a means to an end. Doanne, facing up to the reality of the family situation, realised that she had two respectable choices in life. … More What is a young lady to do?