Jimsy
His name was Jimsy and he took it for granted that you liked him. That made things difficult from the very start-that and the fact that he arrived in the village two days before Christmas strung to such a holiday pitch of expectation that, if you were a respectable, bewhiskered first citizen like Jimsy's host, you felt the cut-and-dried dignity of a season which unflinching thrift had taught you to pare of all its glittering non-essentials, threatened by his bubbling air of faith in something wonderful to happen.
Other books by this author
Do you want to exchange books? It’s EASY!
Get registered and find other users who want to give their favourite books to good hands!
