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He cut off the end of his cigar with a gold cutter he wore on one end of his watch-chain.

 

“Oh, Jake,” Brett said, “we could have had such a damned good time together.”

 

The maid came in and said that the female English wanted to see the male English now, at once.

 

I went out the door and into my own room and lay on the bed. The bed went sailing off and I sat up in bed and looked at the wall to make it stop. Outside in the square the fiesta was going on. It did not mean anything. Later Bill and Mike came in to get me to go down and eat with them. I pretended to be asleep.

 

The fiesta was really started. It kept up day and night for seven days. The dancing kept up, the drinking kept up, the noise went on. The things that happened could only have happened during a fiesta. Everything became quite unreal finally and it seemed as though nothing could have any consequences. It seemed out of place to think of consequences during the fiesta. All during the fiesta you had the feeling, even when it was quiet, that you had to shout any remark to make it heard. It was the same feeling about any action. It was a fiesta and it went on for seven days.

 

'You mean will I tell it at the Mathaiga Club?' Wilson looked at him now coldly. He had not expected this. So he's a bloody four-letter man as well as a bloody coward, he thought. I rather liked him too until to-day. But how is one to know about an American?

 

'I want you here,' he said, 'and I will pay you. But now I need the money.'

 

'Something like a hundred,' I said. It was one hundred and two and four-tenths.

 

'Neither have I,' Ad said. 'It ain't any good if you haven't got a watch.'

 

Nick moved along through the shallow stretch watching the banks for deep holes. A beech tree grew close beside the river, so that the branches hung down into the water. The stream went back in under the leaves. There were always trout in a place like that.

 

'They are a damn sight more important when you put them on paper.'

 

'Will you tell me some happy things I can have for during the week and some more of war for my education?'

 

Chapter XXI The colonel took the ten centesimi gondola across the Canal, paying the usual dirty note and standing with the crowd of those condemned to early rising.

 

'I'll check you out on what he wrote if you ever want to read him,' the Colonel said. 'There are some fair English translations.'

 

'Right, Jackson. You're on the ball. If that's the way you look at it. Now you look beyond Torcello you will see the lovely campanile on Burano that has damn near as much list on it as the leaning tower of Pisa. That Burano is a very over-populated little island where the women make wonderful lace, and the men make bambinis and work day-times in the glass factories in that next island you see on beyond with the other campanile, which is Murano. They make wonderful glass day-times for the rich of all the world, and then they come home on the little vaporetto and make bambinis. Not everyone passes every night with his wife though. They hunt ducks nights too, with big punt guns, out along the edge of the marshes on this lagoon you're looking across now. All night long on a moonlight night you hear the shots.' He paused.

 

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