The Angel of Death did come to Mim’s family in 1930, but not for Sidney, thank heavens. In June of that year, Mim got the news that her father had died.
“Mama wrote that he went peacefully in his sleep,” she told me. “They buried him in a tiny Jewish cemetery near their town. Papa always did like the countryside. Mama’s going back to Paris. She feels at home there.”
“Say the word and we’ll leave for France,” I said, because I usually could read Mim’s mind.
“Maybe next year,” she said. “Sidney’s too young to leave in Ephraim’s care for so long, and I don’t want to take him.”
We celebrated Sidney’s recovery with an airplane ride. Oscar was a competent pilot as well as a cook and a man of other desirable attributes. This would be the last year we were really togethera pity, but he needed a wife, not someone like me. […]
When Miriam Josefsohn visits the public library in Blue Thread, she borrows the newly published book by Arthur Conan Doyle, The Lost World. She starts to read it on the streetcar home.
I knew I would enjoy the book. The first chapter was about a young woman who wasn’t ready to get married. Good for her!”
Later, when Miriam kazooms back 3,000 years to the steppes of Moab, she tells Serakh,
“This is straight out of The Lost World.”
To which Serakh answers
“Do not feel troubled, Miriam. We are not lost.”
After Arthur Ignatious Conan Doyle created Sherlock Holmes, he offered his readers Professor Challenger. The professor is into exploration in a big way, and he travels to a remote region of South America, a “lost world” of prehistoric creatures, including ape-like men. In Chapter One of The Lost World, the story’s narrator, a reporter named Edward Malone, proposes marriage to a woman who says she’s not the marrying type. […]