Among the most cherished beings in Mervyn Peake’s sprawling, imaginative Gormenghast, are the teeming masses of white cats belonging to the Countess. She has more love for furred and feathered friends than for humans, even those of her own producing, though occasionally she manages a passing thought for her son and daughter.
Here Peake conveys the sound of the cats’ collective contentment as it rebounds in an empty room. I liked the vastness of an ocean being funnelled through the neck of a shell.
‘… and the deep unhurried purring was like the voice of an ocean in the throat of a shell.’
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Source: Mervyn Peake, Titus Groan, introduction by Anthony Burgess (London: Vintage Books, 1998), p. 35
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