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or thing pity I never tried to read that novel cantankerous Mrs Rubio lent
me by Valera with the questions in it all upside down the two ways I always
knew wed go away in the end I can tell him the Spanish and he tell me the
Italian then hell see Im not so ignorant what a pity he didnt stay Im sure
the poor fellow was dead tired and wanted a good sleep badly I could have
brought him in his breakfast in bed with a bit of toast so long as I didnt do it on
the knife for bad luck or if the woman was going her rounds with the
watercress and something nice and tasty there are a few olives in the kitchen
he might like I never could bear the look of them in Abrines I could do the
criada the room looks all right since I changed it the other way you see
something was telling me all the time Id have to introduce myself not
knowing me from Adam very funny wouldnt it Im his wife or pretend we
were in Spain with him half awake without a Gods notion where he is dos
huevos estrellados senor Lord the cracked things come into my head
sometimes itd be great fun supposing he stayed with us why not theres the
room upstairs empty and Millys bed in the back room he could do his
writing and studies at the table in there for all the scribbling he does at it and
if he wants to read in bed in the morning like me as hes making the
breakfast for 1 he can make it for 2 Im sure Im not going to take in
lodgers off the street for him if he takes a gesabo of a house like this Id love
to have a long talk with an intelligent welleducated person Id have to get
a nice pair of red slippers like those Turks with the fez used to sell or
yellow and a nice semitransparent morning gown that I badly want or a
peachblossom dressing jacket like the one long ago in Walpoles only 8/6 or
18/6 Ill just give him one more chance Ill get up early in the morning Im
sick of Cohens old bed in any case I might go over to the markets to see all
the vegetables and cabbages and tomatoes and carrots and all kinds of splendid
fruits all coming in lovely and fresh who knows whod be the 1st man Id meet
theyre out looking for it in the morning Mamy Dillon used to say they are
and the night too that was her massgoing Id love a big juicy pear now to melt
in your mouth like when I used to be in the in the longing way then Ill throw
him up his eggs and tea in thc moustachecup she gave him to make his
mouth bigger I suppose hed like my nice cream too I know what Ill do Ill go
about rather gay not too much singing a bit now and then mi fa pieta Masetto
then Ill start dressing myself to go out presto non son più forte Ill put on my
best shift and drawers let him have a good eyeful out of that to make his micky
stand for him Ill let him know if thats what he wanted that his wife is fucked