As usual, at eleven o’clock sharp, the palace doors opened to admit the morning visitors. They swarmed in like butterflies, flitting from Titian, … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Complete
The Stones Of Venice
The Stones Of Venice, Day 8
She was walking with her friend, Mrs. Norris, and was dabbing at her eyes daintily with a lace-edged handkerchief. They spotted us. Mrs. Norris … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 8
The Stones Of Venice, Day 7
We rounded another cypress and we had reached Aunt Lucinda’s grave which lay in the corner of the graveyard beside a mossy wall. We stood before her … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 7
The Stones Of Venice, Day 6
For a while, we never spoke. Since the incident, everyone had rearranged themselves and I was jammed in beside him. The French family was now seated … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 6
The Stones Of Venice, Day 5
‘Viens ici, Pierre. Viens ici tout de suite,’ the mother shouted at him. She stood up on the rocking boat, pushed past the American and tried to catch … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 5
The Stones Of Venice, Day 4
‘This place is unhealthy,’ I said sharply and removed my hand from the balustrade. The fingers of my black glove shone with slime. I pulled out my … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 4
The Stones Of Venice, Day 3
She whisked her monstrous parasol from the bench, placed her foot carefully on the ground, and took a few steps forward. I stood to attention, ready … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 3
The Stones Of Venice, Day 2
By half-past ten, Mary Rose and I were drinking coffee in the foyer of The Ambassador. I was reading a small guidebook to The Doges Palace and had … [Read more...] about The Stones Of Venice, Day 2