Kangaroo
D. H. Lawrence
(Forgotten Books, Nov. 27, 2017)
Excerpt from KangarooA bunch Of workmen were lying on the grass Of the park beside Macquarie Street, in the dinner hour. It was winter, the end of May, but the sun was warm, and they lay there in shirt - sleeves, talking. Some were eating food from paper packages. They were a mixed lot - taxi drivers, a group of builders who were putting a new inside into one of the big houses opposite, and then two men in blue overalls, some sort of mechanics. Squatting and lying on the grassy bank beside the broad tarred road where taxis and hansom cabs passed continually, they had that air of owning the city which belongs to a good Australian.Sometimes, from the distance behind them, came the faintest squeal of singing from out Of the fortified Conservatorium of Music. Perhaps it was one of these faintly wafted squeals that made a blue - overalled fellow look round, lifting his thick eyebrows vacantly. His eyes immediately rested on two figures approaching from the direction of the conservatorium, across the grass-lawn. One was a mature, handsome, fresh-faced woman, who might have been Russian. Her companion was a smallish1 man, pale-faced, with a dark beard. Both were well dressed, and quiet, with that quiet self-possession which is almost unnatural nowadays. They looked different from other people.About the PublisherForgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.comThis book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.