
Pages
142
Published
1937
Format
Paperback
Publisher
Independently Published
THAT going to the seaside was the very beginning of everything,- only it seemed as though it were going to be a beginning without an end, like the roads on the Sussex downs which look like roads and then look like paths, and then turn into sheep-tracks, and then are just grass and furze and bushes and tottergrass and harebells and rabbits and chalk.