Little Ashes Page #3

Mr. Dal! Mr. Dal!

So... They won't publish me.

They won't publish me unless I get

a male penname.

I said to them, "I've got a name for you..."

"Pope bloody Joan"

They were so apologetic, so embarassed...

"Miss Merra, if it were up to us, we'd hire

you on the spot, but the public college,

to make a woman write and think about politics...

because of course...

I should be at home, cooking for my

It's just so frustrating, Federico.

- You could use my name,

as a penname.

If it would help.

That's probably the best offer anyone is

ever likely to make me, but...

... I refuse to give into that bullying.

I'll send them 20 letters a week, I'll

come to their offices...

- Really...

- You've forgotten your hat.

- And that's another thing...

I despise hats!

- Listen...

You don't need hats.

Come on. Let's get this thing over with.

- Isn't that Salvador?

Salvador!

Can I have a look?

- It's an experiment in perception.

- I see.

- It's fascinating.

- It's yours.

- No, no, no.

I couldn't.

- No, please. I insist.

- Thanks.

- I'll... I'll have it framed.

- So, where are you going?

Federico is being very kind in agreeing to

suffer an evening of boring music

and horrible company.

My aunt's giving one of her legendarily dull

dinner parties. You must come!

- No. - Yes! It's vital for my aunt to know

people like Salvador.

You could show her you picture. - But, you

said it yourself, it's going to be so boring...

We don't want to subject poor Salvador.

- No, no, I...

... I'd love to.

- You see? He'd love to come!

- Magdalena.

What have you done to your hair?

- These are my friends, I'm going to

powder my nose...

- Federico Garca Lorca.

- I'm so glad you could come.

- It's so kind of you to invite me.

-There are some very interesting people

for you to meet.

-Fernadno de Gavalle and, of course,

you must know senor Milagro.

Magdalena's been talking about you

for so long...

I had begun to wonder whether you were

another one of her inventions.

- Oh, no, no.

Let me introduce you to... Salvador Dal.

- How do you do?

- I'm trying to get very drunk,

thank you very much.

I think soon I might be sick.

- You must be another writer?

- No, Salvador is one of Madrid's famous painters.

- Oh.

- I recently escaped from prison.

- From prison?

- 31 days of absolute incarceration.

I found it, I find it very inspiring.

How do you feel about communal defecation?

And the whiffles?

So tremendously beneficial for the complexion...

- He's upseting you, isn't he?

Come on, Salvador.

- Is it time for my bed, mother?

- Do excuse us.

- Fact remains, that these people are not few people...

- They come over here, living of our charity,

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