Written by Ronald Firbank

Sorrow in Sunlight

by Ronald Firbank

Looking gloriously bored, Miss Miami Mouth gaped up into the boughs of a giant silk-cotton-tree. In the lethargic noontide nothing stirred: all was so still, indeed, that the sound of someone snoring was clearly audible among the cane-fields far away. And, inconsequently, her thoughts wandered from the numerous shark-casualties of late to the munda..