He realized with a jar that he ought never to speak
of Caprice toOlivia.
And the landlady came heavily clumping and
Oliviaawoke. Olivia looked out of the car and directly down.
I remember one or two inns up along
here.
He thought she looked disappointed when he talked
vigorously, andonly, of the Dodsworths new car. He dutifully inquired, But do you
think wed better be starting?
I hate your damn, curly-headed, curly-mindedleech,
Caprice! But from this serenity theneighborhood bully, a foul brat, had first
startled him.
Andhoping that you WILL give me a Hello and come
in. It must have seemed so to every one, for Mrs. Francis and Boccaccio and all
those deepthinkers were thinking!
And you, Hayden, you agree with me, or presently
will. Im a schoolmaam who was lucky in havinghardboiled teachers. Was he movingly in
love with her, a thing to last? It was toward seven now, with no chance of the fog
clearing. She said nothing more, and they did not remember to turn off thelights in
the dining room. Bus drivers do this regularly,and never even notice it. How
American I still am, even when I pretend to havecovered it over with Venetian
velvet! She sprang up and he agitatedly rose to face her.
Do you want to stay on in Italy,and maybe France
and Holland and so on, for a few years?
DearestHayden, quit blaming yourself, quit
smothering yourself! She stretched her arms out on the table and dropped her head
onthem. Not even too lively a friendship with a man, if it could possiblygrow into
too much importance.
It was particularly at Nat Friars house that they
were accepted asa Young Couple.
Dodsworthobserved, Youre getting out more now,
Olivia.
He bluntly moved his chair toward hers, put his arm
round her,pulled her toward him.
Dodsworth say to you once, why do you let Europeget
you? I hate your damn, curly-headed, curly-mindedleech, Caprice! She became warmly
sleepy, in relaxation from the cold, the danger. It was CREATIVE to sell antiques
but not plumbing.
He thought she looked disappointed when he talked
vigorously, andonly, of the Dodsworths new car.
She sprang up and he agitatedly rose to face
her.
The Grenadiers, as Vito Zenzero had named them,
were middle-agedtwin American ladies.
Intheir glaring hunger, they did not
care.
Lomond was much honored at theLaurentian
Library.
You said you never wanted to see himagain. He
expected that of a campus hoyden, not of adevoted scholar.