THE FLIGHT OF THE FALCON Author:Daphne Du Maurier I went across the street & bent over the sleeping woman. The furtive odour of stale wine, worn clothes, rose to my nostrils...Suddenly she stirred. She lifted her head. The features were aquiline & proud, the eyes, once large, were now sunken, & the straggling grey hair fell in strands to her shoulders. Thw must have travelled from some dist... more »ance, for she had two baskets beside her containing bread & wine, & yet a further woollen shawl. Once again, I was seized with that sense of recognition, that link with the past which could not be explained. Even the hand that, warm despite the cold air, held on to mine in gratitude awakened an involutary, reluctant response. She stared at me. Her lips moved. I turned, I think I ran.« less
Wolfe tells us that "You Can't Go Home Again." And, maybe you shouldn't. Our hero, a travel agent in Italy, tries to do so, but only succeeds in rearing ghosts of his past. Somehow he gets involved in the annual pageant put on by the local university: the reenactment of flight of a fifteenth century demonical ruler known as "the Falcon." Entertaining at times, at times a tad farcical, this is not one of her better endeavors.