Caprice By Ronald Firbank
Mrs. Sixsmith bent her eyes to her dress.
“Mr. Sixsmith often sent them things . . . little things,” she said. “His linen was his pride. You might annex him, perhaps. He’s played Mercutio before.”
“Is he handsome?”
“Paul? He’s more interesting than handsome. Unusual, if you know . . .”
“What did you do to separate?’
“I believe I bit him.”
“You did!”
“He ran at me with the fire-dogs first.”
“I suppose you annoyed him?”
“The cur!”
“Something tells me you are fond of him still.”
Sarah Sinquier, living with her father and mother, a cathedral canon and his wife, in a town bursting with churches, is champing at the bit.
She has a dream: the stage. Her dramatic sense is certainly acute. Shall she simply recite, as her father suggests? Or does life hold more? Throwing off caution, and a few choice treasures into the folds of her cloak for succour, she slips out one misty night for London, City of Love.
Thence follow the struggles of an ingénue to gain the notice of the denizens of the theatre, who are themselves vulnerable votaries of fame. Gossip, parties, the Café Royal - the right connection may raise its head at any time. Finally the boards heed her call, and Sarah’s caprice is made good. Surely her name is now destined to be known? But the hand of fate moves unexpectedly. . .
Caprice, first published in 1917, was Ronald Firbank’s third novel. His much-vaunted eccentric concision is here at a high point, as is his exotic treatment of character and breathless conversational camp. These thespian exploits which delight in suggestions of scandal and expose them with audacious wit are the perfect Firbank concern.
PUBLICATION: October 25, 2019
ISBN: 978-0-6485905-9-0 paperback
Mrs. Sixsmith bent her eyes to her dress.
“Mr. Sixsmith often sent them things . . . little things,” she said. “His linen was his pride. You might annex him, perhaps. He’s played Mercutio before.”
“Is he handsome?”
“Paul? He’s more interesting than handsome. Unusual, if you know . . .”
“What did you do to separate?’
“I believe I bit him.”
“You did!”
“He ran at me with the fire-dogs first.”
“I suppose you annoyed him?”
“The cur!”
“Something tells me you are fond of him still.”
Sarah Sinquier, living with her father and mother, a cathedral canon and his wife, in a town bursting with churches, is champing at the bit.
She has a dream: the stage. Her dramatic sense is certainly acute. Shall she simply recite, as her father suggests? Or does life hold more? Throwing off caution, and a few choice treasures into the folds of her cloak for succour, she slips out one misty night for London, City of Love.
Thence follow the struggles of an ingénue to gain the notice of the denizens of the theatre, who are themselves vulnerable votaries of fame. Gossip, parties, the Café Royal - the right connection may raise its head at any time. Finally the boards heed her call, and Sarah’s caprice is made good. Surely her name is now destined to be known? But the hand of fate moves unexpectedly. . .
Caprice, first published in 1917, was Ronald Firbank’s third novel. His much-vaunted eccentric concision is here at a high point, as is his exotic treatment of character and breathless conversational camp. These thespian exploits which delight in suggestions of scandal and expose them with audacious wit are the perfect Firbank concern.
PUBLICATION: October 25, 2019
ISBN: 978-0-6485905-9-0 paperback
Mrs. Sixsmith bent her eyes to her dress.
“Mr. Sixsmith often sent them things . . . little things,” she said. “His linen was his pride. You might annex him, perhaps. He’s played Mercutio before.”
“Is he handsome?”
“Paul? He’s more interesting than handsome. Unusual, if you know . . .”
“What did you do to separate?’
“I believe I bit him.”
“You did!”
“He ran at me with the fire-dogs first.”
“I suppose you annoyed him?”
“The cur!”
“Something tells me you are fond of him still.”
Sarah Sinquier, living with her father and mother, a cathedral canon and his wife, in a town bursting with churches, is champing at the bit.
She has a dream: the stage. Her dramatic sense is certainly acute. Shall she simply recite, as her father suggests? Or does life hold more? Throwing off caution, and a few choice treasures into the folds of her cloak for succour, she slips out one misty night for London, City of Love.
Thence follow the struggles of an ingénue to gain the notice of the denizens of the theatre, who are themselves vulnerable votaries of fame. Gossip, parties, the Café Royal - the right connection may raise its head at any time. Finally the boards heed her call, and Sarah’s caprice is made good. Surely her name is now destined to be known? But the hand of fate moves unexpectedly. . .
Caprice, first published in 1917, was Ronald Firbank’s third novel. His much-vaunted eccentric concision is here at a high point, as is his exotic treatment of character and breathless conversational camp. These thespian exploits which delight in suggestions of scandal and expose them with audacious wit are the perfect Firbank concern.
PUBLICATION: October 25, 2019
ISBN: 978-0-6485905-9-0 paperback