https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd Graham Greene en-us 2016-11-28 16:05:05 UTC 2024-10-15 03:21:41 UTC hello@padlet.com b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140227046  "Peter Morton woke with a start to face the first light. Rain tapped against the glass. It was January the fifth."]]> 2016-11-28 16:09:40 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140227046 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140229003 "It amused him to imagine it was himself whom he watched, the same hair, the same eyes, the same lips and line of cheek."]]> 2016-11-28 16:14:20 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140229003 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140233941 "He sat up and called across the table, "Wake up." Francis's shoulders shook and he waved a clenched fist in the air, but his eyes remained closed. To Peter Morton the whole room seemed to darken..." ]]> 2016-11-28 16:25:29 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140233941 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140234731 "I dreamed that I was dead," Francis said.]]> 2016-11-28 16:27:07 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140234731 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140237135 "Peter thought again, his mind drifting idly from the image of cakes to the prizes which might be won. Egg-and-spoon races, spearing apples in basins of water, blind man's buff."I don't want to go," Francis said suddenly." ]]> 2016-11-28 16:32:12 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140237135 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140241261 His cheeks still bore the badge of a shameful memory, of the game of hide and seek last year in the darkened house, and of how he had screamed when Mabel Warren put her hand suddenly upon his arm. He had not heard her coming. Girls were like that. Their shoes never squeaked. ]]> 2016-11-28 16:42:00 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140241261 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140244989 He could see the expression of amazement on his mother's face, and then the cold confidence of a grown-up's retort. "Don't be silly. You must go. We've accepted Mrs Henne-Falcon's invitation." ]]> 2016-11-28 16:49:57 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140244989 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140251316 His heart beat unevenly, but he had control now over his voice, as he said with meticulous accent, "Good evening, Mrs Henne-Falcon. It was very good of you to ask me to your party." ]]> 2016-11-28 17:05:06 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140251316 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140257044 "...set programme of entertainments: egg-and-spoon races, three-legged races, the spearing of apples, games which held for Francis nothing worse than humiliation. And in the frequent intervals when nothing was required of him and he could stand alone in corners as far removed as possible from Mabel Warren's scornful gaze, he was able to plan how he might avoid the approaching terror of the dark."]]> 2016-11-28 17:18:43 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140257044 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140258865 "Yes, anywhere in the house. We will turn out all the lights. Yes, you can hide in the cupboards. You must stay hidden as long as you can. There will be no home."Peter stood apart, ashamed of the clumsy manner in which he had tried to help his brother. ]]> 2016-11-28 17:23:15 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140258865 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140261677 "It's all right," he whispered, feeling down the squatting figure until he captured a clenched hand. "It's only me. I'll stay with you." ]]> 2016-11-28 17:30:38 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140261677 b_belovecova https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140263826 "Where's Francis?"' but they were silenced again by Mrs Henne-Falcon's scream. But she was not the first to notice Francis Morton's stillness, where he had collapsed against the wall at the touch of his brother's hand. ]]> 2016-11-28 17:36:16 UTC https://padlet.com/b_belovecova/h7z9v1ohxpvd/wish/140263826