A SENTENCE BY HENRY JAMES
The place, with its gray sky and withered garlands, its bared spaces and scattered dead leaves, was like a theater after the performance – all strewn with crumpled paper.
Hank wrote brilliant short stories in the guise of fat dense novels. That there sentence what appears above you could find in ‘The Turn of the Screw’ if you hankered to have a look.
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