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Frank Swinnerton
Frank Swinnerton (1884–1982) was an English novelist, critic, and essayist, known for his insightful depictions of middle-class life. He authored over 50 works, including novels, biographies, and essays, with notable titles like "Nocturne" (1917) and "The Georgian Literary Scene" (1935). Swinnerton's writing often focused on social commentary and psychological depth, earning him praise for his realistic portrayals of characters. Besides his fiction, he was also respected for his work as a literary critic and his friendships with writers like H.G. Wells and Arnold Bennett.
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BOOK ONE: TOBY i It was Saturday night—a winter night in which the wind hummed through every draughty crevice between the windows and under the doors and down the chimneys. Outside, in the Hornsey Road, horse-omnibuses rattled by and the shops that were still open at eleven o'clock glistened with light. Up the road, at the butcher's just below the Plough public-house, a small crowd...
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INTRODUCTION BY H.G. WELLS "'But do I see afore me, him as I ever sported with in his times of happy infancy? And may I—may I?' "This May I, meant might he shake hands?" —DICKENS, Great Expectations. I do not know why I should be so overpoweringly reminded of the immortal, if at times impossible, Uncle Pumblechook, when I sit down to write a short preface to Mr....
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