Email this sample to a friend


Allan Aldiss

Copyright Allan Aldiss

This Edition Published by Bondage Books

First Smashwords Edition 2011


Jane Dudley pushed her way through the crowd of fat merchants, Turkish soldiers, shrieking children and veiled women and at last secured a place at the guard rail of the small vessel, desperate for a sight of the man she had come all this way to marry.

She had been up since dawn, watching as they slowly approached the little port of Malik, with its low white buildings interspersed with the domes and minarets of mosques.

Already she fancied she could smell that distinctive odour of an Oriental town. It was early morning and as usual the warm sun was already bright, reflecting vividly off the mirror-like surface of the crystal clear Mediterranean - it was spring-time in the Levant at the turn of the century.

Previous Page Next Page Page 1 of 213