"CANON ALBERIC'S SCRAP-BOOK"


"Saint Bertrand de Comminges is a decayed town on the spurs of the Pyrenees.
It’s not actually so very far from Toulouse . . ."
(Photo: BBC Homes and Antiques Magazine)



"It has a cathedral, which is visited by a certain number of tourists each year . . ."
(Photo: BBC Homes and Antiques Magazine)



"Leave monsieur alone in the church?
Ah, non, non! Non! C’est impossible . . .!"
(Photo: Tristram Kenton)



"Now, I despair of conveying in any words the effect
that this picture has upon anybody who looks at it . . ."
(Photo: Tristram Kenton)



"All this time a growing sense of unease had been creeping over him . . ."
(Photo: Ruth Horry)



"Good god, no! It was a hand, like the hand in the picture . . ."
(Photo: Tristram Kenton)



". . . nails sticking out from the fingers,
curving sharply down and forward: grey, wrinkled, horny . . ."
(Photo: Tristram Kenton)



"Some spirits there be that are created for vengeance,
and in their fury, lay on sore strokes . . ."
(Photo: Tristram Kenton)



"We had been together last year to Comminges,
to view Canon Alberic’s tomb . . ."
(Photo: Shelagh Bidwell)



"THE MEZZOTINT"


"Even a department so homely and familiar as this might have its dark corners . . ."
(Photo: Karl Goodfellow)



"The candles were lighted, for it was just now beginning to get dark . . ."
(Photo: Karl Goodfellow)



"In the middle of the lawn, in front of the unknown house, there was a figure -
where no figure had been at 5 o’clock that afternoon . . ."
(Photo: Karl Goodfellow)



"The legs of the appearance alone were clearly visible . . .
and they were horribly thin."
(Photo: Karl Goodfellow)



"Late on Monday night a toad entered my study . . ."
(Photo: Karl Goodfellow)