Skin Of Silk And Eyes Of Fire

Skin of Silk and Eyes of FireRecently faced with an hour to kill before climbing into the threads to attend a cocktail party, I glanced pessimistically around my apartment for something to read and found nothing except a copy of The Journal of Air Pollution, the previous Sunday's funnies, The Complete Plays of Björnstjerne Björnson and several contemporary novels about young men with talent, good jobs, large incomes, devoted wives, beautiful mistresses, charming children, homes in the suburbs, l...