Sauve Qui Peut: Stories
By Lawrence Durrell and Nicolas Bentley
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In the words of Antrobus, master diplomat in the King’s service, diplomacy was once “a quiet and restful trade carried on in soothing inanity among a hundred shady legations and embassies all over the globe.” What changed? What caused this most noble profession to fall from grace? Women, of course. A diplomatic incident begins brewing as soon as the lovely new French ambassador—or is it ambassadress?—arrives in Vulgaria. One of the British delegation is instantly besotted, and about to begin his pursuit when a rival appears in the form of roguish Italian diplomat Bonzo di Porco. Because these are servants of the most advanced governments in the world, they settle their dispute rationally: with swords. Jealousy, selfishness, swordplay? All are commonplace in Antrobus’s embassy. In these nine juicy tales, the King’s diplomats may seldom be diplomatic, but they always manage to get the job done—with or without bloodshed.
Lawrence Durrell
Born in Jalandhar, British India, in 1912 to Indian-born British colonials, Lawrence Durrell was a critically hailed and beloved novelist, poet, humorist, and travel writer best known for the Alexandria Quartet novels, which were ranked by the Modern Library as among the greatest works of English literature in the twentieth century. A passionate and dedicated writer from an early age, Durrell’s prolific career also included the groundbreaking Avignon Quintet, whose first novel, Monsieur (1974), won the James Tait Black Memorial Prize, and whose third novel, Constance (1982), was nominated for the Booker Prize. He also penned the celebrated travel memoir Bitter Lemons of Cyprus (1957), which won the Duff Cooper Prize. Durrell corresponded with author Henry Miller for forty-five years, and Miller influenced much of his early work, including a provocative and controversial novel, The Black Book (1938). Durrell died in France in 1990.
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- Rating: 4 out of 5 stars4/5Very funny.
- Rating: 3 out of 5 stars3/5Rating: 3* of fiveThe Publisher Says: Here, in the delightful tradition of Esprit de Corps and Stiff Upper Lip, are new stories of life in the diplomatic corps. Career officer Antrobus, experienced man-behind-the scenes in the Iron Curtain post of Vulgaria, does the telling, and a wild assortment of tales the British gentleman has. His nine reminiscences give excellent illustration of the fact that the major problems of a diplomat are seldom diplomatic. And the various crises show that the title of the book could well be the motto of any member of an embassy. For all too often the only solution is literally "save himself who can," or, as it has evolved, "everyone for himself." This, the first collection of Antrobus stories since 1959 (this book was published in 1967), confirms Lawrence Durrell as a master of humor as well as of storytelling. My Review: Humor dates, and sometimes irretrievably. This isn't quite irretrievable, but it's close. Funny, if you have the information to get the point of the jokes. It's not a book for anyone but Durrell completists, and can even be skipped safely by them.It's about two hours to read, including TV-watching breaks. Yes, you read that right, I watched TV instead of reading this. Guess that says it all.
- Rating: 5 out of 5 stars5/5Three slim volumes chronicle the doings of Antrobus of the diplomatic service. The series of short stories are extremely amusing in all of them including the present volume. One could never have realized that diplomacy could be quite so funny,nor that Durrell could have written this type of tale.
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Sauve Qui Peut - Lawrence Durrell
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Sauve Qui Peut
We dips (said Antrobus) are brought up to be resourceful, to play almost any part in life, to be equal to any emergency almost—how else could one face all those foreigners? But the only thing for which we are not prepared, old man, is blood.
Blood?
Blood!
Mind you, I am thinking of exceptional cases, out-of-the-way incidents; but they are not as rare as one might imagine. Old Gulliver, for example, was invited to an execution in Saigon to which he felt it was his duty to go. It affected him permanently, it damaged his concentration. His head is quite over on one side, he twitches, his ears move about. Unlucky man! I cannot claim an experience as radical as his, but I can speak of one which was almost as bad. Imagine, one fine day we are delivered a perfectly straightforward invitation card on which we read (with ever-widening eyes) the following text or something like it:
His Excellency Hacsmit Bey and Madame Hacsmit Bey joyfully invite you to the Joyful Circumcision of their son Hacsmit Hacsmit Abdul Hacsmit Bey. Morning dress and decorations. Refreshments will be served.
You can imagine the long slow wail that went up in the Chancer when first this intelligence was brought home to us. Circumcision! Joyfully! Refreshments! By God, here is a strange lozenge-shaped affair!
cried De Mandeville, and he was right.
Of course, the Embassy in question was a young one, the country it represented still in the grip of mere folklore. But still I mean … The obvious thing was to plead indisposition, and this we did as one man. But before we could post off our polite, almost Joyful refusals to these amiable Kurds, Polk-Mowbray called a general meeting in Chancery. He was pensive, he was pale and grave, quite the Hamlet. I suppose you have all received this
he said, holding up a pasteboard square on which the dullest eye could descry the sickle and minarets of the Kurdish Arms with the sort of crossed cruets underneath.
Yes
we chorused.
I suppose you have all refused
went on our Chief, "and in a way, I am glad. I don’t want my Mission to develop a taste for blood … these things grow on one. But it does raise rather a problem, for the Kurds are a young, buoyant, up-and-coming little country with a rapidly declining economy, and they are fearfully touchy. It is inconceivable that HMG should not be represented at this affair by one of us. Besides, who knows, it might be informal, touching, colourful, even instructive … what the devil? But someone should be there; we just can’t ignore two-legged Kurds in the modern world. The next thing is they will vote against us in UNO. You take my point?
Well, I have sat up all night worrying about the affair, and (having no taste for blood myself) have arrived at a perfectly democratic solution which I know you will approve and I hope you will respect.
From behind his back came his left hand holding a packet of straws.
Whoever draws the shortest straw will represent us
he cried shrilly. We all paled to the gums but what could we do? It was a command. Closing our eyes, lips moving in prayer, we drew. Well and … yes, of course I did. I drew that short straw.
I let out—I could not help it—a rueful exclamation, almost a shout. But surely, Sir …
I cried. But Polk-Mowbray, his face full of compassion, smote me on the shoulder. Antrobus
he said, "I could not have wished for anyone more reliable, more circumspect, more jolly unflinching, anyone less likely to faint. I am glad—yes, glad with all my heart that fate should have chosen you. Courage, mon vieux."
This was all very well. I wasn’t a bit cockered up by all this praise. My lip trembled, voice faltered. Is there no other way?
I cried out in my anguish, gazing from face to stony face. There wasn’t it would seem. Polk-Mowbray shook his head with a kind of sweet sadness, like a Mother Superior demobbing a novice. "It is kismet, Antrobus he said and I felt a sort of coffin-lid close on me. I squared my shoulders and let my chin fall with a thump onto my chest. I was a beaten man. I thought of my old widowed mother in St Abdomen in the Wold—what would she say if she knew? I thought of many things.
Well I said at last.
So be it." I must say, everyone brightened up, looked awfully relieved. Moreover, for the next few days I received every mark of consideration from my colleagues. They spoke to me in Hushed Voices, Hushed Commiserating Voices, as if I were an invalid; they tiptoed about for fear of disturbing my reveries. I thought of a hundred ways out of the affair but none of them seemed practicable. I went so far as to sit in a draught hoping I would catch pneumonia; I hinted broadly that I would surrender my stalls for the Bolshoi to anyone kind enough to replace me—in vain.
At last the day dawned; there was nothing for it but to climb into sponge-bag and hoist gongs. At last I was ready. The whole Chancery was lined up to shake my hand and see me off. Polk-Mowbray had put the Rolls at my disposal, pennant and all. I’ve told the driver to take a First-Aid Kit with him
he said hoarsely. One never knows in these matters.
You would have thought that I was to be the sacrificial lamb from the way he went on. De Mandeville pressed his smelling-salts into my hand and said brokenly "Do give