Bridget woke up with a start. Somewhere something had fallen; perhaps a slate from the roof, or maybe it was only a door banging on the floor above. She did not know this, of course; at six years old ...

He leant against the mantelpiece, nervously jingling the change in his pockets. He supposed there would be another scene. It was so unreasonable the way she minded him going out without her. She never...

I saw him in Leicester Square, standing on the edge of the pavement in front of the Empire. There was something familiar about him, the tall, thin figure, the small moustache, and the pale, helpless b...

It was ten-thirty on a wet morning in January. The telephone boxes were empty on the Piccadilly Circus subway, empty save for one at the right-hand corner by the entrance to Shaftesbury Avenue. A woma...

He came away from the stage after the final curtain, and went along to his dressing-room humming a tune to himself, thinking of nothing. The girl followed close behind, patting the lock of hair that h...

After he had been engaged to her for seven years he felt that it was impossible to wait for her any longer. Human endurance had been tested to the limit. For seven years he had held her hand by the st...

I wonder how many people’s lives are ruined by a moment’s indiscretion. The wrong word at the wrong time⁠—and then finish to all their dreams. They have to go on living with their tongues bitten a sec...