Aimée withdrew herself into a lofty and hieratic habitation.
As she grew up the only language she knew expressed fewer and fewer of her ripening needs the facts which littered her memory grew less substantial the figure she saw in the looking-glass seemed less recognizably herself.
The more startling for the economy of its prose and plot, this novel's story, set among the manicured lawns and euphemisms of Whispering Glades Memorial Park in Hollywood, satirizes the American way of death and offers Waugh's memento mori. An umbilical cord of cafés and fruit shops, of ancestral shady businesses (fencing and pimping) united Aimée, all unconscious, to the high places of her race. The Loved One: An Anglo-American Tragedy. “Aimée Thanatogenos spoke the tongue of Los Angeles the sparse furniture of her mind-the objects which barked the intruder's shins-had been acquired at the local High School and University she presented herself to the world dressed and scented in obedience to the advertisements brain and body were scarcely distinguishable from the standard product, but the spirit-ah, the spirit was something apart it had to be sought afar not here in the musky orchards of the Hesperides, but in the mountain air of the dawn, in the eagle-haunted passes of Hellas.
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