Paris
Passage des Panoramas
Certain
now he was being marked, Anatole darted
right into the Passage des Panoramas. The few remaining gas lamps burned with
a cold blue light as he passed along the narrow row of glass fronted shops selling
stamps and ex-voto trinkets, the furniture-maker displaying an ancient
cabinet with dilapidated gilding, the various antiques dealers and sellers of
objets d'art.
Sepulchre, hardback p42
Image © Mark Rusher
