Henry

Male | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 4

EXTRACT: It wasn't so much the words as the air of it that charmed me. I imagine it was written lazing in bed, early in the morning, watching the sunlight dancing on the ceiling. I'm certain that's how it was written, for it has the smile of a dream about it. And as I tried to learn it I became conscious of shouting and shuffling and realized the train was about to depart. Before I knew it I was in this carriage, without a trace of my hat, or my portfolio, or my gloves even.

Mrs Bullen

Female | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 6

EXTRACT: Don't touch my parasol! Leave my parasol alone! I don't want my parasol. Anyone who was not utterly insensitive would know that I am far too exhausted to hold up a parasol! With the wind tugging at it...!

Mr Peacock

Male | Unspecified | under 3 minutes
Starts on page 22

EXTRACT: And I bloody love you! I love you- the humiliation of it. I adore you. I feel like a savage. I want your whole body. I want to carry you away to a cave and love you until I kill you- you can't understand how I feel. I kill myself every time I see you- I'm sick of it. Tell me you feel the same, tell me a lie, say that you do, you're a woman, you often lie, lie to me now-

Henry

Male | Unspecified | 3 to 5 minutes
Starts on page 32

EXTRACT: Oh god, come quickly! But also don't. Because this waiting is a sort of heaven. I have never known that a whole cottage could wait on tip toe, that a whole house could krane itself to look further down the path, that every door and window and wall and step could strain and shudder with anticipation but this one is doing it just now! (He sits down on the floor and hugs his legs)I feel just like god.