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Fiction: When She Came Walking, by Tim Jones. 24 September 2001 The first time she walked down our street, pots jumped off stoves, coal leapt from scuttles, wood went rat-a-tat-tatting down hallways. In our yard, a broom and spade got up and lurched around like drunks, trying to decide which way she'd gone. I caught my first glimpse of her from the window, and that was enough for me. "I'll be back soon," I told Mother, and slipped out the door before the questions could start. It was all I could do to stop the door coming with me, and the street looked like a parade had passed through: everything from Mrs. I left Mr. I ran after the railing and caught it with one hand as it was turning into Fenton Avenue -- and Fenton Avenue was so full of writhing inanimate objects I was happy the railing was there to delay me. "Thanks, Pat, you're a pal. I wanted to remind her I wasn't eight any more, but there was no changing some people.
She shook her head. "None at all," I told her. By the time we had wrestled the railing back to Mrs. "You! Oh. Katherine Mansfield : The Fly. "THE FLY" by Katherine Mansfield (1888-1923). Typed by myself referring to the Oxford World's Classics' "Katherine Mansfield, Selected Stories" and "Modern British Women Writers" published by Seibido (Tokyo). A Japanese translation was done by myself. by Katherine Mansfield 'Y'are very snug in here,' piped old Mr Woodifield, and he peered out of the great, green leather armchair by his friend the boss's desk as a baby peers out of its pram. Wistfully, admiringly, the old voice added, 'It's snug in here--upon my word! ' 'Yes, it's comfortable enough,' agreed the boss, and he nipped the Financial Times with a paper-knife. 'I've had it done up lately,' he explained, as he had explained for the past--how many?
But he did not draw old Woodifield's attention to the photograph over the table of a grave-looking boy in uniform standing in one of those spectral photographers' parks with photographers' storm-clouds behind him. Poor old chap, he's on his last pins, thought the boss. 'No, no! ' It was.