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From: Patty Estes
Subject: [Info-gne] tantrum
Date: Mon, 7 Aug 2006 17:48:27 +0200

The windows, giving on the Grand Canal,were immensely tall. For five minutes he had planned to flee to Fran. The bay was edged withcliffs, eaten into vast caves. Atfirst I was irritated by the complete sloppiness etc. Edith was not tart withhim when he grumbled that he did not like the Narcissus in theNaples Museum. They talked slowly, and mostly they talked in silence. Tomorrow hewould write to Ross Ireland about that jaunt to the Orient. Then, shocked, herealized that perhaps they were. He understood better the slimstarry Virgins before whom sun-black peasants bowed in Italianchapels. In age they seemed to run from thirty toforty. My wife is younger thanI am, and livelier, and shes found a man in Berlin, and I guessIve lost her. Sam laid down the letter, and it was of Edith and her way withservants that he was thinking. Your farmers want to get away from their wash of acres to thecity. He was so tired of dragging out his little soul and worrying overit! Could you ever possibly consider going to aplace like Zenith to live? They talked slowly, and mostly they talked in silence. It was the guiltiness which persisted when he awoke. If Sam did not find them cheery, he was amused bythe pleasant carelessness of Mrs. EdmondoErcole and you will have such a good time being silent together! He was so tired of dragging out his little soul and worrying overit! Baron Ercole has a big place,but hes frightfully poor. Yet I love and I think I am coming to really understand theTHICKNESS of European life. But Ive seen you so badgered by her letters! In humility he turned to the eternal earth, and in theearth he found contentment. Rather pleased, Sam went over and joined. Hed learned his faultsof commercial-mindedness, of timidity before women. She seemed to take his desiredexperiments more seriously than had Fran. The windows of the towntook the low sunlight and blazed one after another as the trainpassed. I babble of Freud andEinstein, but I know nothing about psycho-analysis, nothing aboutmathematics. MaybeIll decide to buy me a nice little boy friend. Baron Ercole has a big place,but hes frightfully poor. He no longer minded meeting strangers or having to listen totheir foreign accents. In this most Italian Italy he mightwithout apology still be a most American American. And I can sayHow much and TOO much in English, French, German, Italian, andSpanish.

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