Bailey wont you please come home her widows weeds wont improve her
appearance theyre awfully becoming though if youre goodloking what men
wasnt he yes he was at the Glencree dinner and Ben Dollard base barreltone
the night he borrowed the swallowtail to sing out of in Holles street squeezed
and squashed into them and grinning all over his big Dolly face like a
wellwhipped childs botty didnt he look a balmy ballocks sure enough that must
have been a spectacle on the stage imagine paying 5/– in the preserved
seats for that to see him and Simon Dedalus too he was always turning up half
screwed singing the second verse first the old love is the new was one of his
so sweetly sang the maiden on the hawthorn bough he was always on for
flirtyfying too when I sang Maritana with him at Freddy Mayers private opera
he had a delicious glorious voice Phoebe dearest goodbye sweetheart he always
sang it not like Bartell D’Arcy sweet tart goodbye of course he had the gift
of the voice so there was no art in it all over you like a warm showerbath O
Maritana wildwood flower we sang splendidly though it was a bit too high for
my register even transposed and he was married at the time to May Goulding
but then hed say or do something to knock the good out of it hes a widower
now I wonder what sort is his son he says hes an author and going to be a
university professor of Italian and Im to take lessons what is he driving at
now showing him my photo its not good of me I ought to have got it taken
in drapery that never looks out of fashion still I look young in it I wonder he
didnt make him a present of it altogether and me too after all why not I saw
him driving down to the Kingsbridge station with his father and mother I was
in mourning thats 11 years ago now yes hed be 11 though what was the good
in going into mourning for what was neither one thing nor the other of course
he insisted hed go into mourning for the cat I suppose hes a man now by
this time he was an innocent boy then and a darling little fellow in his lord
Fauntleroy suit and curly hair like a prince on the stage when I saw him at
Mat Dillons he liked me too I remember they all do wait by God yes wait yes hold
on he was on the cards this morning when I laid out the deck union with a
young stranger neither dark nor fair you met before I thought it meant him
but hes no chicken nor a stranger either besides my face was turned the
other way what was the 7th card after that the 10 of spades for a Journey by
laud then there was a letter on its way and scandals too the 3 queens and the
8 of diamonds for a rise in society yes wait it all came out and 2 red 8s for
new garments look at that and didnt I dream something too yes there was
something about poetry in it I hope he hasnt long greasy hair hanging
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