By Beryl Bainbridge
In a distant cottage in Wales, city are spending their vacation with an idealistic proprietor and his protege. at first every thing is idyllic, yet disaster lurks in the back of each tree, and because the vacation keeps their relationships begin to express their cracks, culminating in a sad finale.
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The child dropped his scarlet wool into the mud and broke out crying. Balfour got down from his perch and lifted the string from the path. Joseph was moving luggage from the back of the car – some cases, a wicker basket, a long red and black cardboard box. ‘Had to bring this. Dotty can’t live without her Monopoly,’ he said. Cleaning the kite wool, Balfour nodded, expressing sympathy, he hoped, giving the blonde girl a quick glance. But she was looking at Joseph, with eyes narrowed, and he bent his head again.
He watched the car’s approach with a fixed smile – too wide, too foolish – listening with eyelids fluttering to the optimistic voice of P. J. Proby loud above the noise of the engine. George MacFarley had told him to meet the visitors. ‘You meet them and I’ll make tea,’ he had promised. ‘Right you are,’ Balfour had agreed, and half ran, half walked, down the track to the entrance of the woods, leaving George towering outside the door of the Big House, his scarf wound about his throat, his melancholy eyes regarding the forest below him.
Cleaning the kite wool, Balfour nodded, expressing sympathy, he hoped, giving the blonde girl a quick glance. But she was looking at Joseph, with eyes narrowed, and he bent his head again. ’ Joseph addressed the figure in the car severely. ’ Stirred, Kidney opened the door of the Jaguar and stepped down. He looked at the ground and shifted his feet. ‘It was a bad journey,’ he repeated, face flushed and manner intent. Round and contoured like a girl, buttocks vast in his corduroy trousers, he waved fat hands in the summer air.
Another Part of the Wood (Flamingo) by Beryl Bainbridge