Bookman's Holiday: The Private Satisfactions of an Incurable Collector

Bookman's Holiday: The Private Satisfactions of an Incurable Collector

Bookman's Holiday: The Private Satisfactions of an Incurable Collector

Bookman's Holiday: The Private Satisfactions of an Incurable Collector

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IN CHINA, once upon a time, and this happened a long time ago, a young man who had been asleep in the guest chamber of a country dwelling awoke suddenly in the middle of the night to find a beautiful woman in the room with him. Robed only in moonlight, she sat before a dressing table combing her long black hair. The young man was very much surprised. But he was not displeased, and for a time he lay quietly in his corner, watching his visitor with fascinated eyes. She was obviously some other guest who had strayed into the wrong bedroom, he reflected, and he began to wonder how he might open a conversation without startling her.

As he wondered, the comb found a snag, and, to make a simpler task of it, the young woman impatiently lifted . . .

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