CHAPTER IV

À LA RECHERCHE DU TEMPS PERDU It was a beautiful room. The long, high windows, veiled now with deep blue curtains, looked out across the strip of water and the green levels of the Park. The ceiling was dark blue; the length of the room on the side opposite the windows was lined with unbroken rows of bookshelves, pale ivory in colour. The fireplace was between the windows. There was no room for pictures. One etching--Rembrandt's 'Three Crosses'--hung over the fireplace. Beneath it was an Epstein head of a woman. The…