In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a tuning-fork with unimaginable possibilities.


Lucy Gayheart (1935)


In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a...

In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a...

In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a...

In a few hours one could cover that incalculable distance; from the winter country and homely neighbours, to the city where the air trembled like a...