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81 " In those days, living as we did in the country, without the dubious benefits of radio or television, we had to rely on such primitive forms of amusement as books, quarrelling, parties, and the laughter of our friends, so naturally parties – particularly the more flamboyant ones – became red-letter days, preceded by endless preparations. "
― Gerald Durrell , The Corfu Trilogy (The Corfu Trilogy #1-3)
82 " I’m sure it’s an epidemic,’ she exclaimed at last, peering down nervously into the street. ‘Nonsense, Mother; don’t fuss,’ said Larry airily. ‘But, dear, so many of them … it’s unnatural.’ ‘There’s nothing unnatural about dying. People do it all the time. "
83 " the incessant shimmering cries of the cicadas. If the curious, blurring heat haze produced a sound, it would be exactly the strange, chiming cries of these insects. "
84 " He had a four-inch gash on his forehead and the blood was running down his face and into his moustache. Larry had one eye bruised and scraped and rapidly swelling. "
85 " Captain Creech’s face, bobbing between Larry’s and Donald’s, had achieved an extraordinary mauve colour, rather like the bloom of a plum. "
86 " It became obvious, now that we had time to concentrate, that Captain Creech was extremely drunk. "
87 " Even in the shade of the olive groves it was not cool "
88 " the shallow waters too warm to be refreshing. "
89 " In fine weather we always had our meals on the veranda at the rickety marble-topped table and it was here that all the major family decisions were taken. "
90 " we reached the bay which was rimmed with silvery olive groves and great golden tangles of broom that sent its heavy musky scent out over the still clear waters. "
91 " I stepped into the gin-clear sea which was as warm as a bath. "
92 " He drenched himself in a scent so thick that it was almost visible "
93 " His clothes were such elegant confections, beautifully hand-stitched and of such exquisite materials, that Margo was torn between envy at his wardrobe and disgust "
94 " He drenched himself in a scent so thick that it was almost visible and he had only to spend a second in a room to permeate the whole atmosphere, while the cushions he leaned against and the chairs he sat in reeked for days afterwards. "
95 " spitting a stinging rain, "