Sunday, 14 February 2010

Miss Waren's Large Pool of Ink by Graham Green

She had laid her writing-pad upon her knee, and her fountain-pen spluttered across the paper, splashing ink and biting deep holes.

Dear Cousin Con [she wrote] I'm writing to you because I've nothing better to do. This is the Orient Express but I'm not going to Constantinople. I'm getting out at Vienna. But that's another story. Could you get me five yards of ring velvet? Pink.

Miss Warren's pen ended the letter in a large pool of ink. She enclosed it in a thick line and wrote Sorry. Then she wiped the pen on her skirt and rang the bell for a steward. Her mouth was terribly dry.


Graham Greene, Stamboul Train, first published 1932.

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