<b>“Full of the kind of swift and lusty writing that comes from a healthy, fresh pen.”—Lillian Hellman, <i>New York Herald Tribune</i> </b><br><br>A fascinating glimpse of the author as a young artist, Faulkner’s sophomore novel, <i>Mosquitoes</i> (1927), introduces us to a colorful band of passengers on a boating excursion from New Orleans. This engaging, high-spirited tale—which Faulkner wrote “for the sake of writing because it was fun”—provides a delightful accompaniment to his canonical works.<br>