Sunday, February 24, 2013

Red Wind

Red Wind 

by

Raymond Chandler

Jarred Endres

Professor Mosher

February 25, 2013

 

"He was drinking straight rye in small glasses and he was all by himself in a world of his own."
 "The kid behind the bar was in his early twenties and looked as if he had never had a drink in his life."
 "The prowl-car boys came in perspiring. They were the usual large size and one of them had a flower stuck under his cap and his cap on a bit crooked."
  "She smoothed her hair with that quick gesture, like a bird preening itself. Ten thousand years of practice behind it."
 "His hair ended completely and exactly where his hat would start. Above that line was hard white sweatless skin almost as glaring as scar tissue."
"She sighed, said, "Goddam," in a casual voice, and curled up on a davenport. It took all of the davenport. She had plenty of legs."
"I rode down to the boulevard and picked out the best jewelry store on it and laid a string of pearls on a black velvet mat under a daylight-blue lamp. A man in a wing collar and striped trousers looked down at them languidly."
"The old Levantine wore a skull cap and two pairs of glasses and a full beard."
"Leon Valesanos, the little brown man from Uruguay, made the afternoon papers. He had been found hanging in an unnamed apartment."

"She wore a hat like a shallow soup plate with a very wide edge, a brown tailor-made suit with a severe mannish shirt and tie."