Highsmith

She met Patricia Highsmith “a few times,” when she lived two miles from Davis, in Snedens Landing, New York.

Charley Highsmith was a schoolboy; he had never owned a dog or looked along the barrels of a double-barreled gun.

Highsmith took the train the next day for Cranberry Corners.

It was in the rathskeller that Highsmith made the hit of his histrionic career.

Highsmith, still in his make-up, went with Herr Goldstein to a café booth.