Exhausted but happy: the prospect of remaining European is now more than a painful gleam in the Persephone gals’ eyes. Yesterday we were slumped on the sofa, but happily reading a perfectly brilliant novel, The Call by Edith Zangwill (1875-1945). (If anyone has any Edith Zangwill novels, please could they lend them to us – they are impossible to find.) So this week on the Post the Zangwills and their circle, which means of course starting with Amy Levy (1861-89) – in fact the subject of the Book Group last week – because we have always had a theory, discounted, however, by both the biographers of Amy Levy, that she was in love with Israel Zangwill (1864-1926). Do read the marvellous Reuben Sachs if you haven’t already done so.