Hugh Walpole

Hugh Walpole

Red Amber (1923)

Summary

Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole,  Red Amber (1923)

“ Someone has somewhere said that Romance is a state of hallucination—one of those easy statements that mean nothing at all. Well, Mrs. Hanney is now in a state of hallucination. She does not see the grey marble slab of Miss Buck's wallpaper, nor the gaping coal-scuttle, nor the rain now spinning spider webs on the window-pane. No, she feels the wind in her face, the ground is carpeted with golden primroses, the sun is setting in a blaze of amber splendour, she is twenty years of age and lovely. ”
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Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole,  Red Amber (1923)

“ She thought that it had been bacon and tomatoes once again for breakfast, and that she must positively speak to Mrs. Pascoe about it, and about also how the wind whisked behind the wallpaper in her bedroom, like a man spying upon her as she dressed of a morning, and laughing at her. While these thoughts were occupying her, almost unconsciously she took down the piece of amber from the shelf, and as soon as her fingers felt its cool, sliding surface, she started. She had done something wicked, something she should not, something most certainly that would offend Miss Buck, should she know. ”
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Portrait of Hugh Walpole Hugh Walpole,  Red Amber (1923)

“ Hanney only the desire to make two difficult ends meet. Culture and finance are worlds apart.
Nevertheless, although for a long time Miss Buck was not aware of it, Mrs. Hanney had something else in her eye, and that something else was colour: colour of anything—colour of sunsets, colour of clothes, colour of shop windows, colour of harmonium, colour of two tomatoes on a plate, colour of beads, colour of a ribbon or two. In her own self Mrs. Hanney could not indulge this passion. Black is so much your cheapest wear. Will not one black bonnet last for ever?
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