‘That damn fool author’s giving away more volumes of my memoirs this Thursday,’ said Arthur Bryant, disgustedly throwing his newspaper back onto the bar counter. ‘Oh?’ May looked up from his Evening Standard. ‘Where’s he hiding it this time?’ ‘In that funny little street where Abraham Raimbach, the engraver, was born in 1776.’ ‘You mean […]
Published on March 24, 2014 23:44