Status Updates From Cluny Brown

Quite clever and a bit droll. I like it so far, although I see an improbable ending, British class distinction being as durable as it is, even now.

After having read a high fantasy last, this, a story of a young woman in service in between wars England, seems a fantasy too.

Glancing away from Mr. Wilson, she met the small brown eye of his mother, and surprised there a most unexpected expression: the old lady looked extremely amused. But she said nothing. She had retreated too far into the narrow world of age—in her case bounded by food, warmth, and the villainy of her neighbours—to be bothered with the younger generation.

As his physical powers declined, making hunting impossible, Sir Henry had taken to the Pen; all over the world the friends of his youth began to receive very long, very dull letters from him. … So the letters took a long time to get there, and the replies even longer to get back, and all the news was out of date; and this gave his correspondence a peculiar timeless quality which was very soothing.