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ye;he
heldhistop-hatinhishand;helaidhishandonhershoulderasthey
stopped in front of some picture. But how could she describe him?
He used to take me to the National Gallery she said.
VerycultivatedofcoursesaidMartin.Buthewassuchadamned
snob.
Only on the surface said Eleanor.
AndalwaysfindingfaultwithEugénieaboutlittlethingsMartin
added.
But think of living with her said Eleanor.
Thatmanner―
Shethrewherhandout;butnotasEugéniethrewher
hand outMartin thought.
Ilikedherhesaid.Ilikedgoingthere.
Hesawtheuntidyroom;
thepianoopen;thewindowopen;awindblowingthecurtainsandhis
auntcomingforwardwithherarmsopen."Whatapleasur [link widoczny dla zalogowanych][link widoczny dla zalogowanych]rtin [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
whatapleasure!"shewouldsay.Whathadherprivatelifebeenhe
wondered―herloveaffairs?Shemusthavehadthem―obviously
obviously.
Wasn'ttheresomestoryhebegan [link widoczny dla zalogowanych],aboutaletter?
Hewantedto
sayDidn'tshehaveanaffairwithsomebody?Butitwasmoredifficult
tobeopenwithhissisterthanwithotherwomenbecauseshetreated
himasifhewereasmallboystill.HadEleanoreverbeeninlovehe
wonderedlooking at her.
Yes she said. There was a story―
But here the electric bell rang sharply. She stopped.
Papa she said. She half rose.
NosaidMartin.I'llgo.
Hegotup."Ipromisedhimagameof
chyilai:
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There he was asleepand nobody there but you