It is the mid 1960s and many of the characters who have taken part in this vast panorama of modern life are either old or dead. Observed as always by Nicholas Jenkins, several of those who remain have begun to 'hear secret harmonies'. Notably, Widmerpool has abandoned the everyday worlds of politics and the City for others that offer different - though by no means less potent - areas of domination. The dance to the music of time is drawing to an end for Nicholas and his contemporaries, its sombre moments heightened by light hearted interludes.… (more)
Duck, flying in from the south, ignored four or five ponderous explosions over at the quarry.
[I was reading] Harington's translation of "Orlando Furioso" - bedside romance of every tolerably well-educated girl of Byron's day - ... Harington's version (lively, but inaccurate) was then hard to come by; another (less racy, more exact), just as suitable for the purpose. Although by no means all equally readable, certain passages of the poem left a strong impression.
Even the formal measure of the Seasons seemed suspended in the wintry silence.