Brief Encounter Page #6
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- 1945
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to the hospital.
- And I to the grocers.
- What exciting lives we lead,
don't we? Good-bye.
- Good-bye.
That evening I had to
run nearly all the way to the station.
I'd been to the Palladium, as usual,
but it was a terribly long film.
I was afraid I'd be late.
As I came up onto the platform,
the Churley train was just puffing out.
I looked up idly as the windows
of the carriages went by,
wondering if he was there.
I remember this crossing my mind
but it was quite unimportant.
I was really thinking
of other things.
The present for your birthday
was worrying me rather.
It was terribly expensive,
but I knew you wanted it,
and I sort of half taken the plunge
and left a deposit on it...
at Spink and Robson's
until the next Thursday,
the next Thursday.
Well, I squared my conscience
by thinking how pleased
- Yes, I'll have it.
- Thank you, madam.
It was wildly extravagant,
I know, but having committed the crime,
I suddenly felt
reckless and gay.
The sun was out, and everybody in the
street looked more cheerful than usual,
at the corner by Harris's,
and you know how I love
barrel organs.
It was playing
"Let the Great Big World Keep Turning,"
and I gave the man sixpence
and went to the Kardomah for lunch.
It was very full, but two people had got
up from the tablejust as I had come in.
That was a bit of luck,
wasn't it? Or was it?
Just after I had given my order,
I saw him come in.
He looked a little tired, I thought,
and there was nowhere for him to sit,
- so I smiled and said...
- Good morning.
- Oh, good morning. Are you all alone?
- Yes, I am.
- Would you mind if I shared your table?
It's very full.
- No, of course not.
I'm afraid we haven't been introduced
properly. My name's Alec Harvey.
How do you do?
Mine's Laura Jesson.
- Mrs. Or Miss?
- Mrs.
- You're a doctor, aren't you?
I remember you said so that day
in the refreshment room.
- Yes.
Not a very interesting one. Just an
ordinary G.P. My practice is in Churley.
- Yes, sir? Excuse me, sir?
- What did you plump for?
Um, the soup and fried sole.
- Yes, I'll have the same.
- Anything to drink?
No, thank you. That is,
would you like anything to drink?
- No, thank you. Just plain water.
- Plain water, please.
Will you just look
at the cellist?
It really is dreadful, isn't it?
But we oughtn't laugh.
They might see.
There should be a society
for the prevention of cruelty
to musical instruments.
- You don't play the piano, I hope?
- I was forced to as a child.
- You haven't kept it up?
- No, my husband isn't musical at all.
- Good for him.
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