Tuesday 5 October 2010

Saturday Night and Sunday Morning

This is the first paragraph from 'Saturday Night and Sunday Morning' by Alan Sillitoe.

The rowdy gang of singers who sat at the scattered tables saw Arthur walk unsteadily to the head of the stairs, and though they must all have known that he was dead drunk, and seen the danger he would soon be in, no one attempted to talk to him and lead him back to his seat. With eleven pints of beer and seven small gins playing hide-and-seek inside his stomach, he fell from the top-most stair to the bottom.

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