And off it goes, Gregory Norminton’s Personal Anthology, thinking of its dark red slippers, which matched its dressing gown, rampant under the spur of loneliness, tramping the linen clean, having lunched lightly in the graveyard...
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Having been a keen reader and writer of short stories for thirty years, I find myself quite unable to produce a list of the twelve best.
