Life has been extremely busy as my kids prepare for a competition next week. Between listening to poetry recitations, expressive readings, puppet shows, plus sewing a quilt and a few things we still need to work on, my time is not my own and reading has been close to nil. Today I took my boys to get their haircut and grabbed my current read, The Complete Father Brown by G.K. Chesterton, in my attempt to get this book finished and came across this little description from the story, The Crime of the Communist, which made me laugh.
The tall man shot along the wall like his own shadow until he sank into the empty chair on the Master's right, and looked across at the Bursar and the rest with hollow and cavernous eyes. His hanging hair and moustache were quite fair, but his eyes were so deep-set that they might have been black. Everyone knew, or could guess, who the newcomer was; but an incident instantly followed that sufficiently illuminated the situation. The Professor of Roman History rose stiffly to his feet and stalked out of the room, indicating with little finesse his feelings about sitting at the same table with the Professor of Theoretical Thieving, otherwise the Communist, Mr. Craken. p. 665
