Paris StoriesNew York Review of Books, 27 Apr 2011 - 400 halaman A NEW YORK REVIEW BOOKS ORIGINAL Mavis Gallant is a contemporary legend, a frequent contributor to The New Yorkerfor close to fifty years who has, in the words of The New York Times, "radically reshaped the short story for decade after decade." Michael Ondaatje's new selection of Gallant's work gathers some of the most memorable of her stories set in Europe and Paris, where Gallant has long lived. Mysterious, funny, insightful, and heartbreaking, these are tales of expatriates and exiles, wise children and straying saints. Together they compose a secret history, at once intimate and panoramic, of modern times. |
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... hear us when we cry to Thee for those in peril on the sea." Sheilah bent over him and said, "Peter, darling, get up. Pete, listen, every single person who can do something for you is in this room. If you love me, you'll get up." "I do ...
... hear us when we cry to Thee for those in peril on the sea." Sheilah bent over him and said, "Peter, darling, get up. Pete, listen, every single person who can do something for you is in this room. If you love me, you'll get up." "I do ...
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... hear is people complaining because there's no snow. Personally, I don't ski. There isn't much skiing in the part of Canada I come from. Besides, my family never had that kind of leisure.” "Heavens,” said Sheilah, as if her family had ...
... hear is people complaining because there's no snow. Personally, I don't ski. There isn't much skiing in the part of Canada I come from. Besides, my family never had that kind of leisure.” "Heavens,” said Sheilah, as if her family had ...
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... hear what Madge and Peter were murmuring, said, "Yes, go, darling," as if he were leaving the gates of Troy. Peter was to find Agnes and see that she reached home: This he repeated to himself as he stood on the landing, outside the ...
... hear what Madge and Peter were murmuring, said, "Yes, go, darling," as if he were leaving the gates of Troy. Peter was to find Agnes and see that she reached home: This he repeated to himself as he stood on the landing, outside the ...
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... hear. "It was because of you. I was afraid you might be blamed, or else you'd blame yourself.” "There's no question of any blame,” he said. “Nothing happened. We'd both had a lot to drink. Forget about it. Nothing happened. You'd ...
... hear. "It was because of you. I was afraid you might be blamed, or else you'd blame yourself.” "There's no question of any blame,” he said. “Nothing happened. We'd both had a lot to drink. Forget about it. Nothing happened. You'd ...
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... hear them whispering and laughing at something. Mr. Aiken came back alone carrying a small glass of clear liquid. "The morning heart-starter," he said. “Try it.” Riri took a sip. It lay in his stomach like a warm stone. “No more effect ...
... hear them whispering and laughing at something. Mr. Aiken came back alone carrying a small glass of clear liquid. "The morning heart-starter," he said. “Try it.” Riri took a sip. It lay in his stomach like a warm stone. “No more effect ...
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From the Fifteenth District | 119 |
Baum Gabriel 1935 | 171 |
The Remission | 195 |
Grippes and Poches | 237 |
Forain | 257 |
August | 275 |
Mlle Dias de Corta | 315 |
Afterword | 365 |
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