A Quiet Place in the Country Page #4

She would come down here

to have a good time.

- How old was she?

- Eighteen, I'd say.

- And pretty?

- Beautiful.

- She was really superb.

- I attracted plenty of men as you know.

Yes, but not in the same way,

because Wanda knew what she was doing.

I don't have to tell you.

After she died,

it took the butcher two years

before he could even look

at her house again. Two whole years.

- After all, he was her fianc.

- Fianc?

She amused herself with him

because he was young and strong.

Can you imagine a wealthy countess

being engaged to a bumpkin like that?

The truth of the matter is,

countess or no countess,

she was a nymphomaniac.

Yes, as long as the girl gets them,

she's got to be a nymphomaniac.

I find that your wit, as usual, is tasteless.

Wanda was a stupendous creature.

Stupendous.

I must go. Good night.

- Good night.

- Good night.

Wanda was certainly a beauty,

that's true enough, and a whore, too.

They all know it.

Ask any man in the village.

Maria! My wife likes to think

the worst about people.

May I ask just why

you're so interested in her story?

An old bit of dirt that doesn't

interest anyone anymore.

- Obviously, it interests someone.

- I just can't understand how,

-after such a long time, anyone would care.

- Are you going?

- Where does he live?

- I don't have any idea.

All right, get your hands off. It's mine.

Come on, get away from here.

Don't listen to that rubbish.

They don't know the truth about her.

- You busy?

- No, I was looking for you.

Every man here

who's now over 40 had Wanda.

Wanda took every man she could get.

The mother, I say it was her responsibility,

a haunted old woman.

She kept telling her how splendid she was.

It was part of a pattern. Fetishism.

She wanted to see her daughter

become a slut. It's a classic perversion.

What a story.

I'm going to write it when I get all the facts.

A study in neurosis.

It's Dante.

It's the spirit of Dante.

They brought back his spirit tonight

through a medium. Come with me.

We have a very gifted medium

called piva in town.

I want you to meet him. He's brilliant.

Just think! Dante alighieri himself.

Why don't you come with me tonight?

- No, no.

- Why not?

- No, I can't.

- We'll have him invoke Wanda.

- Another time.

- Wanda valier.

Wanda, it's you, isn't it?

Don't you want me in your house?

Then it's flavia you don't want?

Why?

You want me all to yourself, don't you?

Is that why you tried to kill her?

Wanda!

You put these flowers

against the wall, didn't you?

I don't understand.

I live in the house where Wanda died.

Does that mean anything to you?

If some madman is going around

putting flowers under your walls,

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