Alan Hollinghurst

The picture of a blanched and ringleted Boy George on the cover had been taken by Russell.

“That's because I love you,” said Nick, singsong with the truth. Leo took in this chance for an echoing avowal; it was a brief deep silence, as tactical as it was undiscussable.

If Nick answered a question Wani listened to him and then gave a flat little codicil or correction.

People shouted cheerfully and flinched, but the Prime Minister didn't flinch, she fortified her voice with a firm diapason as if rising to the challenge of a rowdy Chamber. Around her her courtiers started like pheasants.