Darling Page #2

this is the one of the great writers

of the century, and here I am.

It was extraordinary.

I don't really remember much anyone said.

But that wasn't really the thing.

The thing was they accepted me.

- I'm just dying to read your books.

- They're mostly out of print.

- Do you mind if I help myself?

- Please do.

Thank you.

- It's been fabulous meeting you.

- You a truth-teller?

- Yes, I think so.

- Is she?

- I know she is with me.

- You consider yourself a very lucky man.

Yes, I do.

Gosh, that's marvelous.

I'm glad you like it. I'd rather have done it...

than written half my stories.

Probably only took him half an hour.

I should like you to have it. Both of you.

- We couldn't possibly. Absolutely not.

- Please.

- It's yours. It belongs to you.

- I'm 78 years old, more or less.

Besides, I'd much rather you left this place

with this under your arm...

than that recording of antique birdsong.

Thank you.

Just one moment, please.

I have a call for you.

Go ahead, lpswich.

Estelle.

- How are the children?

- Fine.

I shall have to stay the night.

I'm staying with him, actually.

- All right.

- Say I'm sorry. Give them my love, will you?

And tell them I'll see them tomorrow.

Bye.

Okay, your go now.

If I can get some money out...

- Euston, 4614.

- Go ahead, Southampton.

Tony? Hello, love. I'm still in Southampton.

What a bore.

I know, darling.

It's just as much a bore for me.

Okay, see you tomorrow. Bye-bye, darling.

Thank you, sir.

Wait till we get these on.

Funny pair, that Mr. And Mrs. Gold in 409.

I suppose you've done this sort of thing...

- hundreds of times before.

- You're wrong.

I've never.

Not exactly my line, either.

I just happen to love you. I told you.

It is real, then?

It's the first time I've felt real for a long time.

Me, too.

Me, what?

Me, too.

Go on.

Look, how jazzy! Every three hours

we can call for refreshments.

Welcome.

The thought of breaking up

someone's family...

was absolutely repellent to me, honestly.

If anyone had told me

I was doing anything like that...

I would have been horrified.

I've always regarded families...

as "unbustable," you know?

Over there, a spare divan...

and pictures of Cambridge.

Very convenient door through there,

leading to bedroom.

- A picture reproduction of clown.

- Glass is cracked.

A mirror with gilt ormolu frame. One clock.

Seems to have stopped.

I'm sure it only needs winding.

Through here, you've got your hall.

The gas meter's there.

Through there to the kitchen.

Three stairs up here to the bathroom.

Large cupboard there.

Very useful for leaving one's coats.

And then, in the kitchen...

we have the gas cooker, put in

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