The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway – Complete Audiobook | Classic 20th Century Literature

The Sun Also Rises by Ernest Hemingway book one Robert con was once middleweight boxing champion of Princeton do not think that I am very much impressed by that as a boxing title but it meant a lot to con he cared nothing for boxing in fact he disliked

It but he learned it painfully and thoroughly to counteract the feeling of inferiority and shyness he had felt on being treated as a Jew at Princeton there was a certain inner comfort in knowing he could knock down anybody who was snoody to him although being very

Shy and a thoroughly nice boy he never fought except in the gym he was spider Kelly’s star pupil spider Kelly taught all his young gentlemen to box like feather weights no matter whether they weighed 105 or 205 lbs but it seemed to fit con he was

Really very fast he was so good that spider promptly overmatched him and got his nose permanently flat this increased con’s distaste for boxing but it gave him a certain satisfaction of some strange sort and it certainly improved his note in his last year at Princeton he read too much and

Took to wearing spectacles I never met anyone of his class who remembered him they did not even remember that he was middleweight boxing champion I mistrust all Frank and simple people especially when their stories hold together and I always had a suspicion that perhaps Robert con had never been middleweight boxing champion

And that perhaps a horse had stepped on his face or that maybe his mother had been frightened or seen something or or that he had maybe bumped into something as a young child but I finally had somebody verify the story from spider Kelly spider Kelly not only remembered

Con he had often wondered what had become of him Robert con was a member through his father of one of the richest Jewish families in New York and through his mother of one of the oldest at the military school where he prepped for Prince and played a very good end on the

Football team no one had made him race conscious no one had ever made him feel he was a Jew and hence any different from anybody else until he went to Prince he was a nice boy a friendly boy and and very shy and it made him bitter

He took it out in boxing and he came out of Princeton with painful self-consciousness and the flattened nose and was married by the first girl who was nice to he was married 5 years had three children lost most of the $50,000 his father left him the balance of the estate having

Gone to his mother hardened into a rather unattractive mold under domestic unhappiness with a rich wife and just when he had made up his mind to leave his wife she left him and went off with a miniature painter as he’d been thinking for months about leaving his

Wife and had not done it because it would be too cruel to deprive her of himself her departure was a very healthful shot the divorce was arranged and Robert con went out to the coast in California he fell among literary people and as he still had a

Little of the 50,000 left in a short time he was backing a review of the Arts the review commenced publication in carmell California and finished in Provincetown Massachusetts by that time con who had been regarded purely as an angel and whose name had appeared on the editorial

Page merely as a member of The Advisory Board had become the sole editor it was his money and he discovered he liked the authority of editing he was sorry when the magazine became too expensive and he had to give it up by that time though he

Had other things to worry about he had been taken in Hand by a lady who hoped to rise with the magazine she was very forceful and con never had a chance of not being taken in hand also he was sure that he loved her when this lady saw that the magazine was

Not going to rise she became a little disgusted with con and decided that she might as well get what there was to get yet while there was still something available so she urged that they go to Europe where con could write they came to Europe where the lady had been

Educated and stayed 3 years during these three years the first spent in travel the last two in Paris Robert con had two friends bradock and myself P was his literary friend I was his tennis friend the lady who had him her name was Francis found toward the

End of the second year that her looks were going and her attitude toward Roberts changed from one of careless possession and exploitation to the absolute determination that he should marry her during this time Robert’s mother had settled an allowance on him about $300 a month during two years and

A half I do not believe that Robert con looked at another woman he was fairly happy except that like many people living in Europe he would rather have been in America and he had discovered writing he wrote a novel and it was not really such a bad novel

As the critics later called it although it was a very poor he read many books played Bridge played tennis and boxed at a local gymnasium I first became aware of his lady’s attitude toward him one night after the three of us had dined together we had dined at laven and afterward went

To the Cafe De versailes for coffee we had several fines after the coffee and said I must be going con had been talking about the two of us going off somewhere on a weekend trip he wanted to get out of town and get in a good walk I suggested we fly to

Strasburg and walk up to St OD de or somewhere or other in alas I know a girl in Strasburg who can show us the town I said somebody kicked me under the table I thought it was accidental and went on she’s been there 2 years and knows

Everything there is to know about the town she’s a swell Girl by why I was kicked again under the table and looking saw Francis Roberts lady her chin lifting and her face hardening hell I said why go to Strasburg we could go up to Brugge or to the

Ardens con looked relieved I was not kicked again I said good night and went out con said he wanted to buy a paper and would walk to the corner with me for God’s sake he said why did you say that about that girl in Strasburg for didn’t

You see Francis no why should I if I know an American girl that lives in Strasburg what the hell is it to Francis it doesn’t make any difference any girl I couldn’t go that would be all don’t be silly you don’t know Francis any girl at all didn’t you see

The way she looked oh well I said letun go to stess don’t get sore I’m not sore stess is a good place and we can stay at the Grand Surf and take a hike in the woods and come home good that will be fine well it’ll see you tomorrow

At the courts I said good night Jake he said and started back to the cafe you forgot to get your paper I said that’s so he walked with me up to the kiosk at the corner you not sore are you Jake he turned with the paper in his hand no why

Should I be see you at tennis he said I watched him walk back to the cafe holding his paper I rather liked him and evidently she led him quite alike to that winter Robert con went over to America with his novel and it was accepted by a fairly good

Publisher his going made an awful row I heard and I think that was where Francis lost him because several women were nice to him in New York and when he came back he was quite chain he was more enthusiastic about America than ever and he was not so

Simple and he was not so night the Publishers had praised his novel pretty highly and it rather went to his head then several women had put themselves out to be nice to him and his Horizons had all shifted for for 4 years his Horizon had been absolutely limited to

His what for 3 years or almost 3 years he had never seen Beyond Francis I am sure he had never been in love in his life he had married on the rebound from the rotten time he had in college and Francis took him on the rebound from his

Discovery that he had not been everything to his first wife he was not in love yet but he realized that he was an attractive quantity to women and that the fact of a woman caring for him and unwan to live with him was not simply a Divine Miracle

This changed him so that he was not so pleasant to have around also playing for higher Stakes than he could afford in some rather steep Bridge games with his New York connections he had held cards and won several hundred it made him rather vain of of his bridge game and he talked several

Times of how a man could always make a living at Bridge if he were ever forced to then there was another thing he had been reading wh hudson. that sounds like an innocent occupation but con had read and reread the purple land the purple land is a

Very Sinister book if read too late in life it recounts Splendid and imaginary Amorous Adventures of a perfect English gentleman in an intensely romantic land the scenery of which is very well described for a man to take it at 34 as a guide book to what life holds is about

As safe as it would be for a man of the same age to enter Wall Street direct from a French Convent equipped with a complete set of the more practical aler books con I believe leave took every word of the purple land as literally as though it had been an RG dun

Report you understand me he made some reservations but on the whole the book to him was s it was all that was needed to set him off I did not realize the extent to which it had set him off until one day he came into my office hello

Robert I said did you come in to cheer me up would you like to go to South America Jake he asked no no why not I don’t know I never wanted to go too expensive you can see all the South Americans you want in Paris anyway they’re not the real south

Americans they look awfully real to me I had a boat train to catch with a week’s mail stories and only half of them written do you know any dirt I asked no no none of your exalted connections getting divorces no listen Jake if I handled both our expenses

Would you go to South America with me why me you can talk Spanish and it would be more of fun with two of us no I said I like this town and I go to Spain in the summer time all my life I’ve wanted

To go on a trip like that con said he said down it’ll be too old before I can ever do it don’t be a fool I said you can go anywhere you want uie got plenty of money I know but I can’t get start cheer up I

Said all countries look just like the moving pictures but I I felt sorry for it he had it badly I can’t stand it to think my life is going so fast and I’m not really living nobody ever lives their life all the way up except bull fighters I’m not interested in bull

Fighters that’s an abnormal life I want to go back in the country in South America we could have a great trip did you ever think about going to British East Africa to shoot no I wouldn’t like that I D go there with you no that doesn’t interest me that’s because you

Never read a book about it go on and read a book all full of love affairs with the beautiful shiny black princesses I want to go to South America he had a hard Jewish stubborn streak come on downstairs and have a drink aren’t you working no I

Said we went down the stairs to the cafe on the ground floor I had discovered that was the best way to get rid of frat once you had a drink all you had to say was well I’ve got to get back and get off some cables and it was

Done it is very important to discover graceful exits like that in the newspaper business where it is such an important part of the ethics that you should never seem to be working anyway we went downstairs to the bar and had a whiskey and soda con looked at the

Bottles and bins around the wall this is a good place he said there is a lot of liquor I agreed listen Jake he leaned forward on the bar don’t you ever get the feeling that all your life is going by and you’re not taking advantage of Do

You Realize you’ve lived nearly half the time you have to live already yes every once in a while do you know that in about 35 years more well be dead what the hell Robert I said what the hell I’m serious it’s one thing I don’t worry

About I said you ought to I’ve had plenty to worry about one time or other I’m through worry well I want to go to South America listen Robert going to another country doesn’t make any difference I’ve tried all that you can’t get away from yourself by moving from

One place to another there’s nothing to that but you’ve a never been to South America South America hell if you went there the way you feel now it would be exactly the same this is a good town why don’t you start living your life in Paris I am

Sick of Paris and I am sick of the quarter stay away from the quarter cruise around by yourself and see what happens to you nothing happens to me I walked alone all one night and nothing happened except a bicycle cop stopped me and asked to see my papers wasn’t the

Town nice at night I don’t care for Paris so there you were I was sorry for him but it was not a thing you could do anything about because right away you ran up against the two stubbornness South America could fix it and he did not like

Paris he got the first idea out of a book and I suppose the second came out of a book too well I said I’ve got to go upstairs and get off some cable do you really have to go yes I’ve got to get these cables off do you mind if I come

Up and sit around the office no come on up he sat in the outer room and read the papers and the editor and publisher and I worked hard for two hour then I sorted out the carbons stamped on a by line put put the stuff in a couple of big manila

Envelopes and rang for a boy to take them to the gar St Lazar I went out into the other room and there was Robert con asleep in the big chair he was asleep with his head on his arms I did not like to wake him up but I

Wanted to lock the office and shove off I put my hand on his shoulder he shook his head I can’t do it he said and put his head deeper into his arms I can’t do it nothing will make me do it Robert I said and shook him by the

Shoulder he looked up he smiled and blinked did I talk out loud just then something but it wasn’t clear God what a rotten dream did the typewriter put you to sleep guess so I didn’t sleep all last night what was the matter talking he said I could picture

It I have a rotten habit of picturing the bedroom scenes of my friends we went out to the cafe napolitan to have an aatif and watch the evening crowd on the boulevard three it was a warm spring night and I sat at a table on the Terrace of the

Napolitan after Robert had gone watching it get dark and the electric signs come on and the r and green stop and go traffic signal and the crowd going by and the horse cabs clippety clopping along at the edge of the solid Taxi Traffic and the pools going by singly

And in pairs looking for the evening meal I watched a good-looking girl walk past the table and watched her go up the street and lost sight of her and watched another and then saw the first one coming back again she went by once more and I caught

Her eye and she came over and sat down at the table the waiter came up well what will you drink I asked perod D that’s not good for little girls little girl yourself that’s garon you and perod a perod for me too what’s the matter she asked going on a party

Sure Aron you I don’t know you never know in this town don’t you like Paris no why don’t you go somewhere else isn’t anywhere else you’re happy all right happy hell perod is greenish imitation absent when you add water it turns milky it tastes like Licorice and and it has a

Good uplift but it drops you just as far we sat and drank it and the girl looked solid well I said are are you going to buy me a dinner she grinned and I saw why she made a point of not laughing with her mouth closed she was a rather

Pretty girl I paid for the saucers and we walked out to the street I hailed a horse cab and the driver pulled up at the curb settled back in the slow smoothly rolling fakre we moved up the Avenue de Lera past the locked doors of the shops their Windows lighted

The Avenue Broad and shiny and almost deserted the cab passed the New York Herald Bureau with the window full of clocks what are all the clocks for she asked they show the hour all over America don’t kid me we turned off the Avenue up the rud D pyramid through the

Traffic of the rud derival and threw a dark gate into the twillery she cuddled against me and I put put my arm around her she looked up to be kissed she touched me with one hand and I put her hand away never mind what’s the matter you sick yes everybody’s sick and sick

Too we came out of the taries into the light and crossed the sin and then turned up their Who Days sa P you want n to drink perod if you’re sick you neither I right it doesn’t make any difference with me it doesn’t make any difference with a woman what are you called

Georgette how are you called Jacob that’s a Flemish name American too you’re not flamand no American good I detest flance by this time we were at the restaurant I called to the kosher to stop we got out and Georgette did not like the looks of the place this is no great

Thing of a restaurant no I said maybe you would rather go to Foy why don’t you keep the cab and go on I had picked her up because of a vague sentimental idea that it would be nice to eat with someone it was a long time since I had

Dined with a pole and I had forgotten how dull it could be we went into the restaurant passed Madame LaVine at the desk and into a little room Georgette cheered up a little under the food it isn’t bad here she said it isn’t Chic but the food

Is all right better than you eat in Le Brussels you mean we had another bottle of wine and Georgette made a joke she smiled and showed all her bad teeth and we touched glasses you’re not a bad type she said it’s a shame you’re sick we get

On well what’s the matter with you anyway I got hurt in the war I said oh that dirty war we would probably have gone on and discussed the war and agreed that it was in reality a Calamity for civilization and perhaps would have been better avoided I was bored enough just then

From the other room someone called Barnes I say Barnes Jacob Barnes It’s a friend calling me I explained and went up there was bradix at a big table with a party con Francis kleene Mrs bradix several people I did not know you’re coming to the dance aren’t you BRD asked

What dance why the dancings don’t you know we’ve revived them Mrs BRD put in you must come Jak we’re all going Francis said from the end of the table she was tall and had a smile of course he’s coming bradock said come in and have coffee with us Barnes

Right and bring your friend said Mrs bradix laughing she was a Canadian and had all their easy social graces thanks we be in I said I went back to the small room who are your friends georget asked writers and artists there are lots of those on this side of the river too many

Two and to do stopped f i think so still some of them make money oh yes we finished the meal and the wine come on I said we’re going to have coffee with the others Georgette opened her bag made a few passes at her face as she looked in the

Little mirror redefined her lips with the lipstick and straightened her hat good she said we went into the room full of people and ad and a men at his table stood up I wish to present my fiance madmoizelle Georgette LeBlanc I said Georgette smiled that wonderful smile

And we shook hands all around are you related to Georgette LeBlanc the singer Mrs bradex asked conis P Georgette answered but you have the same name Mrs bradix insisted cordially no said Georgette not at all my name is hobin but Mr Barnes introduced you as madmoizelle Georgette

Leblan surely he did insisted Mrs bradix who in the excitement of talking French was liable to have no idea what she was saying is a fool Georgette said oh it was a joke then Mrs bradock said yes said Georgette to laugh at did you hear he that Henry Mrs Brado called down the

Table to bradix Mr Barnes introduced his fiance as madmoizelle LeBlanc and her name is actually Hobbit of course darling madm moiselle hobin I’ve known her for a very long time oh madamoiselle hobin Francis Klein called speaking French very rapidly and not seeming so proud and Aston as Mrs bradock said it’s

Coming out really French have you been in Paris long do you like it here you love Paris do you not who’s she Georgette turned to me do I have to talk to her she turned to Francis sitting smiling her hands folded her head poised on her long neck her

Lips pursed ready to start talking again no I don’t like Paris it’s expensive and dirty really I find it so extraordinarily clean one of the cleanest cities in all Europe I find it dirty how strange but perhaps you have not been here very long I’ve been here

Long enough but it does have nice people in one must grant that Georgette turned to me you have nice friends Francis was a little drunk and would have liked to have kept it up but the coffee came and lvin with the lurus and after that we all went out and started for Brock’s

Dancing club the dancing club was a bale musette in the Rue de la monana five nights a week the working people of the pantheon quarter danced there one night a week it was the dancing club on Monday nights it was closed when we arrived it was quite empty except for a

Policeman sitting near the door the wife of the proprietor back of the zinc bar and the proprietor himself the daughter of the house came downstairs as we went in there were long benches and tables ran across the room and at the far end a dancing floor I wish people would come

Earlier brck said the daughter came up and wanted to know what we would drink the proprietor got up on a high stool beside the dancing floor and began to play the accordi he had a string of Bells around one of his ankles and beat time with his foot as he played everyone

Day it was hot and we came off the floor perspiring my God Georgette said what a box to sweat in it’s hot hot my God take off your hat that’s a good idea someone asked Georgette to dance and I went over to the bar it was really very hot and

The accordion music was pleasant in the hot night I drank a beer standing in the doorway and getting the cool breath of wind from the street two taxis were coming down this Steep Street they both stopped in front of the ball a crowd of young men some in jerseys and some in

Their shirt sleeves got out I could see their hands and newly washed wavy hair in the light from the door the policemen standing by the door looked at me and smiled they came in as they went in under the light I saw white hands wavy hair white faces grimacing gesturing

Talking with them was Brett she looked very lovely and she was very much with them one of them saw Georgette and said I do declare there is an actual Harlot I’m going to dance with her L you watch me the tall dark one called let said don’t you be

Rash the wavy Blonde one answered don’t you worry dear and with them was Brett I was very angry somehow they always made me angry I know they are supposed to be amusing and you should be tolerant but I wanted to swing on one anyone anything to shatter that Superior simpering

Composure instead I walked down the street and had a beer at the next ball at the next ball the beer was not good and I had a worse cognac to take the taste out of my mouth when I came back to the ball there was a crowd on the floor and Georgette was

Dancing with the tall blonde youth who danced big hippily carrying his head on one side his eyes lifted as he danced as soon as the music stopped another one of them asked her to dance she had been taken up by them I knew then that they would all dance with her

They like that I sat down at a table con was sitting there Francis was dancing Mrs bradix brought up somebody and introduced him as Robert prenis he was from New York by way of Chicago and was a rising new no he had some sort of an English accent I asked

Him to have a drink thanks so much he said I’ve just had one have another thanks I will then we got the daughter of the house over and each had a fine Al L you’re from Kansas City they tell me he said yes do you find Paris

Amusing yes really I was a little drunk not drunk in any positive sense but just enough to be careless for God’s sake I said yes don’t you oh how charmingly you get angry he said I wish I had that faculty I got up and walked over toward

The dancing floor Mrs bradix followed me don’t be cross with Robert she said his still only a child you know I wasn’t cross I said I just thought perhaps I was going to throw up your fiance is having a great success Mrs bradix looked out on the floor where Georgette was

Dancing in the arms of the tall dark one called let isn’t she I said rather said Mrs Brado con came up come on Jake he said have a drink we walked over to the bar what’s the matter with you you seem all worked up over something nothing

Nothing this whole show makes me sick is all Brett came up to the bar hello you chaps hello Brett I said why Aon you tight never going to get tight anymore I say give a chap of Brandy and soda she stood holding the glass and I

Saw Robert con looking at he looked a great deal as his compatriot must have looked when he saw the promised L con of course was much younger but he had that look of eager Des ering expectation Brett was damned goodlooking she wore a slipover jersey sweater in a

Tweed skirt and her hair was brushed back like a boy she started all that she was built with curves like the hull of a racing yacht and you missed none of it with that wool Jersey it’s a fine crowd you’re with Brett I said aren’t they lovely and you my dear where

Did you get it the napolitan and have you had a lovely evening oh Priceless I said Brett laughed it’s wrong of you Jake it’s an insult to all of us look at Francis there and Joe this for con’s benefit it’s in Restraint of trade Brett said she laughed again you’re

Wonderfully sober I said yes aren and when one’s with a crowd and with one can drink in such safety too the music started and Robert con said will you dance this with me lady Brett Brett smiled at him I’ve promised to dance this with Jacob she laughed youve a a

Hell of a Biblical name Jake how about the next asked Co we’re going Brett said we a date up at Mt mark dancing I looked over Brett’s shoulder and saw a con standing at the bar still watching you made a new one there I said

To her don’t talk about it poor chap do do you I never knew it till just now oh well I said I suppose you like to add them up don’t talk like a fool you do oh well what if I do nothing I said we were dancing to the accordion and someone was

Playing the banjo it was hot and I felt happy we passed close to Georgette dancing with another one of them what possessed you to bring her I don’t know I just brought her you’re getting damned romantic no bored now no not now let’s get out of

Here she’s well taken care of do you want to would I ask you if I didn’t want to we left the floor and I took my coat off a hanger on the wall and put it up Brett stood by the bar con was talking to her

I stopped at the bar and asked them for an envelope the patron found one I took a 50 Frank note from my pocket put it in the envelope sealed it and handed it to the Petron if the girl I came with asks for me will you give her this I said if

She goes out with one of those gentlemen will you save this for me sestu m the patron said you go now so early yes I said we started out the door con was still talking to Brett she said good night and took my AR good night con I

Said outside in the the street we looked for a taxi you’re going to lose your 50 Franks Brett said oh yes no taxis we could walk up to the pantheon and get one come on and well get a drink in the pub next door and send for you wouldn’t

Walk across the street not if I could help it we went into the next bar and I sent a waiter for a taxi well I said we’re out away from them we stood in the tall zinc bar and did not talk and looked at each other the waiter came and

Said the taxi was outside Brett pressed my hand hard I gave the waiter a Frank and we went up where should I tell him I asked oh tell him to drive around I told the driver to go to the park mons suus and got in and slammed the door Brett

Was leaning back in the corner her eyes closed I got in and sat beside her the cab started with a jerk oh darling I’ve been so miserable Brett said four the taxi went up the hill pass the lighted Square then on into the dark still climbing then leveled out onto a

Dark Street behind St ettien Dumont went smoothly down the asphalt past the trees in the standing bus at the place de la contra then turned onto the cobbles of the room afar there were lighted bars and laid open shops on each side of the street we were sitting apart and we jolted close

Together going down the old Street Brett’s hat was off her head was back I saw her face in the lights from the open shops then it was dark then I saw her face clearly as we came out on the Avenue day gobl the street was torn up and men were

Working on the car tracks by the light of ayene flares Brett’s face was white and the long line of her neck showed in the bright light of the flare the street was dark again and I kissed her our lips were tight together and then she turned away and pressed against the corner of

The seat as far away as she could get her head was down don’t touch me she said please don’t touch me what’s the matter I can’t stand it oh Brett you mustn’t you must no I can’t stand it that’s all oh darling please understand don’t you love me love you I

Simply turn all to jelly when you touch me isn’t there anything we can do about it she was sitting up now my arm was around her and she was leaning back back against me and we were quite calm she was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that

Made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eye they would look on and on after everyone else’s eyes in the world would have stopped looking she looked as though there were nothing on Earth she would not look at like that and really she was afraid of so many

Things and there’s not a damn thing we could do I said I don’t know she said I don’t want to go through that hell again W better keep away from each other but darling I have to see it isn’t all that you know no but it always gets to be that’s my

Fault don’t we pay for all the things we do though she’d been looking into my eyes all the time her eyes had different depths sometimes times they seemed perfectly flat now you could see all the way into them when I think of the hell I’ve put chaps

Through do I’m paying for it all now and don’t talk like a fool I said besides what happened to me is supposed to be funny I never think about it oh no IL L you don’t well let’s shut up about it I left about it too myself once she wasn’t

Looking at me a friend of my brothers came home that way from M it seemed like a hell of a joke chaps never know anything do they no I said nobody ever knows anything I was pretty well through with the subject at one time or another

I had probably considered it for most of its various angles including the one that certain injuries or Improv Perfections are a subject of Mart while remaining quite serious for the person possessing them it’s funny I said it’s very funny and it’s a lot of fun too to be in love do

You think so her eyes looked flat again I don’t mean fun that way in a way it’s an enjoyable feel no she said I think it’s hell on her it’s good to see each other no I don’t think it is don’t you want to I have to we were sitting now like two

Stranger on the right was the park Monsur the restaurant where they have the pool of live trout and where you can sit and look out over the park was closed and dark the driver leaned his head around where do you want to go I asked Brett turned her head away oh go

To the select Cafe Select I told the driver Boulevard Mont parnass we drove straight down turning around the lion to belf for that guards the passing monre train Brett looked straight ahead on the boulevard raspel with the lights of Mont parnass in sight Brett said would you mind very much if I

Asked you to do something don’t be silly kiss me just once more when the taxi stopped I got out and paid Brett came out putting on her hat she gave me her hand as she stepped down her hand was shaky I say do I look too much

Of a mess she pulled her man’s felt hat down and started in for the bar inside against the bar and at tables were most of the crowd who had been at the dance hello you chaps Brett said and I’m going to have a drink oh Brett Brett the Little Greek Portrait Painter

Who called himself a Duke and whom everybody called zezy pushed up to I got something fine to tell you hello zezy Brett said I want you to meet a friend zezy said a fat man came up count mippy pois meet my friend lady Ashley how do you do said Brett well does your

Ladyship have a good time here in Paris asked count miip poilus who wore an elk tooth on his watch chain rather said Brett Paris is a fine town all right said the C but I guess you have pretty big doings yourself over in London oh yes said Brett enormous bradex called to

Me from a table Barnes he said have a drink that girl of yours got in a frightful R what about something the Patron’s daughter said a quirking row she was rather Splendid you know showed her yellow card and demanded the Patron’s daughters too I say it was a row what

Finally happened oh someone took her home not a badl looking girl wonderful command of the idiom do stay and have no I said I must shove off seen con he went home with Francis Mrs bradock put in poor chap he looks awfully down bradock said I dare say he is said Mrs

BRD I have to shove off I said good night I said good night to Brett at the bar the count was buying champagne will you take a glass of wine with us sir P asked no thanks offley I have to go really going Brett asked yes I said I’ve got a

Rotten headache it’ll see you tomorrow come in at the office hardly well where will I see you anywhere or 5:00 make it the other side of town then good I it’ll be at the Krillin at 5 try and be there I said don’t worry Brad said I’ve never let you down have

I heard from Mike letter today good night Sir said the camp I went out onto the sidewalk and walked down toward the Boulevard St Michelle past the tables of the rawon still crowded looked across the street at the Dome its tables running out to the edge of the pavement someone

Waved at me from a table I did not see who it was and went on I wanted to get home the boulevard Mont parnass was deserted LaVine was closed tight and they were stacking the tables outside the closer disly I passed KN statue standing among the new leave Chestnut trees in the ark

L there was a faded purple wreath leaning against the base I stopped and read the inscription from the bonapartist groups some date I forget he looked very fine Marshall knee in his top boots gesturing with his sword among the green new horse chestnut Lee my flat

Was just across the street a little way down the Boulevard St Michelle there was a light in a concierge’s room and I knocked on the door and she gave me my M I wished her good night and went upstairs there were two letters and some papers I looked at them under the gasl

Light in the dining room the letters were from the states one was a bank statement it showed a balance of 24326 I got out my checkbook and deducted four checks drawn since the first of the month and discovered I had a balance of 18326 I wrote this on the back of the

Statement the other letter was a wedding announcement Mr and Mrs aloisius Kirby announced the marriage of their daughter Catherine I knew neither the girl nor the man she was marri they must be circularizing the town it was a funny name I felt sure I could remember anybody with a name like

Aloicious it was a good Catholic name there was a Crest on the announcement like zezy the Greek Duke and that count the count was funny Brett had a title too lady Ashley to hell with breath to hell with you lady Ashley I lit the lamp beside the bed

Turned off the gas and opened the wide Windows the bed was far back from the windows and I sat with the windows open and undressed by the bit outside a Night Train Running on the street car tracks went by carrying vegetables to the markets they were noisy at night when

You could not sleep undressing I looked at myself in the mirror of the big armoire beside the bit that was a typically French way to furnish a room practical too I suppose all the ways to be wounded I suppose it was funny I put on

My pajamas and got into bed I had the two bullfight papers and I took their wrappers off one was orange the other yellow they would both have the same news so whichever I read first would spoil the loral was the better paper so I started

To read it I read it all the way through including the petite correspondence and the cornog I blew out the lamp perhaps I would be able to sleep my head started to work the old grievance well it was a rotten way to be wounded and flying on a joke front like

The Italian in the Italian hospital we were going to form a society it had a funny name in ital I wonder what became of the others the Italians that was in the idale mager in Milano pigon Pon the next building was the pigon zand there was a statue of Ponte or

Maybe it was zand that was where the liaison Colonel came to visit me that was funny that was about the first funny thing I was all bandaged up but they had told him about it then he made that wonderful speech you a foreigner an Englishman any Foreigner was an Englishman have given

More than your life what a speech I would like to have it illuminated to hang in the office he never laughed he was putting himself in my place I guess cha Fortuna CH Mala Fortuna I never used to realize it I guess I try and play it

Along and just not make trouble for people probably I never would have had any trouble if I hadn’t run into a brad when they shipped me to England I suppose she only wanted what she couldn’t have well people were that way to hell with people the Catholic church had an awfully good

Way of handling all that good advice anyway not to think about oh it was swell advice try and take it sometime I try and take it I lay awake thinking in my mind jumping around then I couldn’t keep away from it and I started to think about Brett and all the

Rest of it went away I was thinking about Brett and my mind stopped jumping around and started to go in sort of smooth waves then all of a sudden I started to cry then after a while it was better and I lay in bed and listened to

The heavy trams go by and way down the street and then I went to sleep I woke up there was a row going on outside I listened and I thought I recognized a voice I put on a dressing gown and went to the door the concierge was talking downstairs she was very

Angry I heard my name and called down the stairs is that you miss your Barnes the concierge called yes it’s me there’s a species of woman here who’s wak the whole street up what kind of a dirty business at this time of night she says she must see you I’ve told her

You’re asleep then I heard Brett’s voice half asleep I had been sure it was Georgette I don’t know why um she could not have known I address will you send her up please Brett came up the stairs I saw she was quite drunk silly thing to do she said

Make an awful row I say you weren’t asleep were you what did you think I was doing don’t no what time is it I looked at the clock it was half 4 had no idea what hour it was Brett said I say can a chap sit down

Don’t be cross darling just left the count he brought me here what’s he like I was getting Brandy and soda and glasses just a little said Brett don’t try and make me drunk the count oh rather he’s quite one of us is he a count here is how I rather think

So you know deserves to be anyhow knows hell’s own amount about people don’t know where he got it all owns a chain of sweet shops in the states she sipped at her glass think he called it a chain something like that linked them all up told me a little about it damned

Interesting he’s one of us though oh quite no doubt one can always tell she took another Dr how do I Buck on about all this you don’t mind do you his putting up for zezy you know is zezy really a Duke too I shouldn’t Wonder Greek you know rotten

Painter I rather liked the count where did you go with him oh everywhere he just brought me here here now offered me $10,000 to go to bieritz with him how much is that in pounds around 2,000 lot of money I told him I couldn’t do it he was awfully nice

About it told him I Knew Too Many people in bayar bred laughed I say you are slow on the uptake she said I had only sipped my Brandy and soda I took a long drink that’s better very funny Brett said then he wanted me to go to can with it told

Him I Knew Too Many people in C Monte Carlo told him I Knew Too Many people in Monte car told him I Knew Too Many people everywhere quite true too so I asked him to bring me here she looked at me her hand on the table her glass

Raised don’t look like that she said told him I was in love with you true too don’t look like that he was damn nice about wants to drive us out to dinner tomorrow night like to go why not I better go now why why just wanted to see

You damn silly idea want to get dressed and come down he’s got the car just up the street then count himself and a chauffeur and Livery going to drive me around and have breakfast in the B hempers got it all at zealous dozen bottles of mums tempt you

I have to work in the morning I said I too far behind you now to catch up and be any fun don’t be an ass can’t do it right I’m not send him a tender message anything AB absolutely Good night darling don’t be sentimental you make me

Ill we kissed good night and Brad shivered i d better go she said Good night darling you don’t have to go yes we kissed again on the stairs and as I called for The Cordon the concierge muttered something behind her door I went back upstairs and from the open

Window watched Brett walking up the street to the big limousine drawn up to the curb under the ark light she got in and it started off I turned around on the table Was An Empty Glass and a glass half full of Brandy and so I took them both out to the kitchen and

Poured the half full glass down the sink I turned off the gas in the dining room kicked off my slippers sitting on the bed and got into bed this was Brett that I had felt like crying about then I thought of her walking up the street and

Stepping into the car as I had last seen her and of course in a little while I felt like hell again it is awfully easy to be hardboiled about everything in the daytime but at night it is another thing 5: in the morning I walked down the boulevard to the rousu for coffee

And Brio it was a fine morning the horse chest nut trees and the Luxembourg Gardens were in bloom there was the pleasant early morning feeling of a hot day I read the papers with the coffee and then smoked a cigarette the flower women were coming up from the market and arranging their

Daily stock students went by going up to the law school or down to the sorb the boulevard was busy with trams and people going to work I got on an S Bus and rode down to the meline standing on the back platform from the meline I walked along

The boulevard de capucine to the Opera and up to my office I passed the man with the jumping frogs and the man with the boxer toys I stepped aside to avoid walking into the thread with which his girl assistant manipulated the boxers she was standing looking away the thread in her

Folded hands the man was urging two tourists to buy three more tourists had stopped and were watching I walked on behind a man who was pushing a roller that printed the name Ceno on the sidewalk in damp letters all along people were going to work it felt Pleasant to be going to

Work I walked across the Avenue and turned into my office upstairs in the office I read the French morning papers smoked and then sat at the typewriter and got off a good morning’s work at 11:00 I went over to the qu dors in a taxi and went in and sat with about a

Dozen correspondents while the foreign office mouthpiece a young newel review Fran say Diplomat and Horn rimmed spectacles talked and answered questions for half an hour the president of the council was in lions making a speech or rather he was on his way back several people asked questions to

Hear themselves talk and there were a couple of questions asked by news servicemen who wanted to know the answers there was no news I shared a taxi back from the Cade dors with woy and Crum what do you do nights Jake asked Crum I never see you around oh I’m

Over in the quarter I’m coming over some night the dingo that’s the great place is it yes that or this new dive the select I’ve meant to get over said CR you know how it is though with a wife and kids playing any tennis Wolsey asked well no

Said c I can’t say I’ve played any this year I’ve tried to get away but Sundays it’s always rained and the courts are so damned crowded the Englishmen I’ll have Saturday off Wolsey said lucky Beggars said Crump well ‘ll tell you someday I’m not going to be working for an agency

Then ‘ll have plenty of time to get out in the country that’s the thing to do live out in the country and have a little car I’ve been thinking some about getting a car next year I banged on the glap the chauffeur stopped here is my

Street I said come in and have a drink thanks old man crumb said Wolsey shook his head I’ve got to file that line he got off this morning I put a two Frank piece in crumb’s hand you’re crazy Jake he said this is on me it’s all in the

Office anyway nope Donny R arer are way HT I want to get it I waved goodbye Crum put his head out see you at the lunch on Wednesday you bet I went to the office in the elevator Robert con was waiting for me hello Jake he said going out to lunch

Yes let me see if there is anything new where will we eat anywhere I was looking over my desk where do you want to eat how about wetzels they’ve got good Horrors doves in the restaurant we ordered horse doas and beer the simier brought the beer tall beaded on the outside of the

Steines and cold there were a dozen different dishes of horse D have any fun last night I asked no I don’t think so how’s the writing going rotten died I’m I can’t get this second book going that happens to to everybody oh I’m sure of that it gets me worried though thought

Anym about going to South America I mean that well why don’t you start off Francis do well I said take her with you she wouldn’t like it that isn’t the sort of thing she likes she likes a lot of people around tell her to go to hell I can’t I’ve got certain

Obligations to her he shoved the sliced cucumbers away and took a pickled her what do you know about lady Brett Ashley Jake her name’s lady Ashley Brett’s her own name she’s a nice girl I said she’s getting a divorce and she’s going to marry Mike Campbell has over in Scotland

Now why she’s a remarkably attractive woman isn’t she there’s a certain quality about her a certain finess she seems to be absolutely fine and straight she’s very nice I don’t know how to describe the quality con said I suppose it’s breeding you sound as though you

Liked her pretty well I do I shouldn’t wonder if I were in love with her she’s a drunk I said she’s in love with Mike Campbell and she’s going to marry him his going to be rich as hell someday I don’t believe sh ever marry him why not

I don’t know I just don’t believe it have you known her a long time yes I said she was a vad in a hospital I was in during the war she must have been just a kid then she’s 34 now when did she marry Ashley during the war her own true love

Had just kicked off with the denter you talk sort of bitter sorry I didn’t mean to I was just trying to give you the facts I don’t believe she would marry anybody she didn’t love well I said she’s done it twice I don’t believe it

Well I said don’t ask me a lot of fool questions if you don’t like the answers I didn’t ask you that you asked me what I knew about Brett Ashley I didn’t ask you to insult her oh go to hell he stood up from the table his face white and

Stood there white and angry behind the little plates of hores do sit down I said don’t be a fool youv got to take that back oh cut out the prep school stuff take it back sure it anything I never heard of Brett Ashley how’s that

No I no not that about me going to hell oh don’t go to hell I said stick around why we’re just starting lunch con smiled again and sat down he seemed glad to sit down what the hell would he have done if he hadn’t sat down you say such damned

Insulting things things Jake I’m sorry I’ve got a nasty tongue I never mean it when I say nasty things I know it Con said you’re really about the best friend I have J God help you I thought forget what I said I said out loud I am sorry it’s all right it’s

Fine now go I was just sore for a minute good let’s get something else to eat after we finished the lunch we walked up to the Cafe De Lee and had coffee I could feel con wanted to bring up bread again but I held him off we talked about one thing

And another and I left him to come to the office 6 at 5:00 I was in the hotel Krillin waiting for Brett she was not there so I sat down and wrote some letters they were not very good letters but I hoped their being on Krillin stationer

Would help them Brett did not turn up so about4 to 6 I went down to the bar and had a Jack Rose with George the bar Brett had not been in the bar either and so I looked for her upstairs on my way out and took a taxi to the Cafe

Select crossing the sin I saw a string of barges being towed empty down the current Riding High the barg men at the sweeps as they came toward the bridge the river looked nice it was always Pleasant Crossing bridges in per the taxi rounded the statue of the inventor of the semaphore

Engaged in doing same and turned up the Boulevard raspel and I sat back to let that part of the ride pass the boulevard raspel always made d ring it was like a certain stretch on the PLM between Fontan blow and mantro that always made me feel bored and dead

And dull until it was over I suppose it is some Association of ideas that makes those dead places in a journey there are other streets in Paris as ugly as the boulevard raspel it is a street I do not mind walking down at all but I cannot stand to ride along

Perhaps I had read something about it once that was the way Robert con was about all of Paris I wondered where con got that incapacity to enjoy Paris possibly from menen Menin hates Paris I believe so many young men get their likes and dislikes from man the taxi stopped in

Front of the Raton no no matter what Cafe in mon parnass you ask a taxi driver to bring you to from the right Bank of the river they always take you to the rot 10 years from now it will probably be the Dome it was near enough

Anyway I walked past the sad tables of the Ron to the select there were a few people inside at the bar and Outside Alone sat Harvey Stone he had a pile of saucers in front of him and he needed a shade sit down said Harvey I’ve been looking for what’s the matter

Nothing just looking for you been out to the races no not since Sunday what do you hear from the states nothing absolutely nothing what’s the matter I don’t know I am through with them I’m absolutely through with them he leaned forward and looked me in the eye do you want to know something

Jak yes I haven’t had anything to eat for 5 days I figured rapidly back in my mind it was 3 days ago that Harvey had won 200 Franks from me shaking poker dice in a New York Bar what’s the matter no money money hasn’t come he paused I tell you it’s strange

Jak when I’m like this I just want to be alone I want to stay in my own room I am like a cat I felt in my pocket would a 100 help you any harvy yes come on let’s go and eat there’s no hurry have a drink

Better eat no when I get like this I don’t care whether I eat or not we had a drink Harvey added my saucer to his own pile do you know Menin Harvey yes why what’s he like he’s all right he says some pretty funny things last time

I had dinner with him we talked about hoffenheimer the trouble is he said has a garter Snapper that’s not bad that’s not bad his through now Harvey went on has written about all the things he knows and now his on all the things he doesn’t know I guess is all right I said

I just can’t read him oh nobody reads him now Harvey said except the people that used to read the Alexander Hamilton Institute well I said that was a good thing too sure said Harvey so we sat and thought deeply for a while have another Port all right said

Harvey there comes con I said Robert con was crossing the street that said Harvey con came up to our table hello you bums he said hello Robert Harvey said I was just telling Jake here that you’re a what do you mean tell us right off don’t think what would you

Rather do if you could do anything thing you wanted con started to consider don’t think bring it right out I don’t know con said what’s it all about anyway I mean what would you rather do and said what comes into your head first no matter how silly it is I don’t know con

Said I think I D rather play football again with what I know about handling myself now I misjudged you Harvey said you’re not a you’re only a case of Arrested Development you’re awfully funny Harvey con said someday somebody will push your face in harvy Stone laughed you think so they want though

Because it wouldn’t make any difference to me IM not a fighter it would make a difference to you if anybody did it no it wouldn’t that’s where you make your big mistake because you’re not intelligent cut it out about me sure said Harvey it doesn’t make any

Difference to me you don’t mean anything to me come on Harvey I said have another Porto no he said going up the street and eat see you later Jake he walked out and up the street I watched him crossing the street through the taxis small heavy slowly

Sure of himself in the traffic he always gets me sore con said I can’t stand him I like him I said I’m fond of him you don’t want to get sore at it I know it Con said he just gets on my nerves right this afternoon no and I couldn’t get it

Going it’s harder to do than my first book having a hard time handling it the sort of healthy conceit that he had when he returned from America early in the spring was gone then he had been sure of his work only with these personal longings for adventure now the shess was

Gone somehow I feel I have not shown Robert con clearly the reason is that until he fell in love with Brett I never heard him make one remark that would in any way detach him from other people he was nice to watch on the tennis court he had a

Good body and he kept it in shape he handled his cards well at Bridge and he had a funny sort of underground graduate quality about it if he were in a crowd nothing he said stood out he wore what used to be called polo shirts at school

And may be called that still but he was not professionally youthful I do not believe he thought about his clothes much externally he had been formed at Princeton internally he had been molded by the two women who had trained he had a nice boyish sort of cheer fness that had never been trained

Out of him and I probably have not brought it up he loved to win at tennis he probably loved to win as much as langin for instance on the other hand he was not angry at being beaten when he fell in love with Brett his tennis game went all to

Pieces people beat him who had never had a chance with it he was very nice about it anyhow we were sitting on the Terrace of the cafe face select and Harvey Stone had just crossed the street come on up to the lyas I said I have a date what

Time Francis is coming here at 7:15 there she is Francis Klein was coming toward us from across the street she was a very tall girl who walked with a great deal of movement she waved and smiled we watched her cross the street hello she said I am

So glad you here Jay I’m wanting to talk to you hello Francis said K he smiled why hello Robert are you here she went on talking rapidly I’ve had the darnest time this one shaking her head at con didn’t come home for lunch I wasn’t supposed to oh I

Know but you didn’t say anything about it to the Cook then added date myself and Paula wasn’t at her office I went to the Ritz and waited for her and she never came and of course I didn’t have enough money to lunch at the Ritz what

Did you do oh went out of course she spoke in a sort of imitation joyful man I always keep my appointments no one keeps theirs nowaday I ought to know better how are you Jake anyway fine that was a F girl you had at the dance and then went off with that Brett

One don’t you like her con asked I think she is perfectly Charming don’t you con said nothing look Jake I want to talk with you would you come over with me to the Dome you’ll stay here won’t you Robert come on Jake we crossed the boulevard Mont

Parnass and sat down at a table a boy came up with the Paris times and I bought one and opened it what’s the matter Francis oh nothing she said except that he wants to leave me how do you mean oh he told everyone that we

Were going to be married and I told my mother and everyone and now he doesn’t want to do it what’s the matter he’s decided he hasn’t lived enough I knew it would happen when he went to New York she looked up very brigh eyed and trying to talk

Inconsequential I wouldn’t marry him if he doesn’t want to of course I wouldn’t I wouldn’t marry him now for anything but it does seem to me to be a little late now after we’ve waited 3 years and I’ve just gotten my divorce I said nothing we were going to celebrate

So and instead we’ve just had seen it’s so childish we have Dreadful scenes and he cries and begs me to be reasonable but he says he just can’t do it it’s rotten luck I should say it is rotten luck I’ve wasted 2 years in a half on him and I

Don’t know now if any man will ever want to Mar two years ago I could have married anybody I wanted down at cans all the old ones that wanted to marry somebody she and settle down were crazy about me now I don’t think I could get anybody sure you could marry anybody

No I don’t believe it and of him too and I D like to have children I always thought wed have children she looked at me very brightly I never liked children much but I don’t want to think ‘ll never have them I always thought I de have

Them and then like them he’s got children oh yes he’s got children and he got money and he got a rich mother and he written a book and nobody will publish my stuff nobody at all it isn’t bad either and I haven’t got any money

At all I could have had alimony but I got the divorce the quickest way she looked at me again very brightly it isn’t right it’s my own fault and it’s not too I ought to have known better and when I tell him he just cries and says he can’t marry why can’t he

Marry ID be a good wife I’m easy to get along with I leave him alone it doesn’t do any good it’s a rotten shame yes it is a rotten shame but there’s no use talking about it is there come on let’s go back to the cafe and of course there isn’t anything

I can do no oh just don’t let him know I talked to you I know what he wants now for the first time she dropped her bright terribly cheerful man he wants to go back to New York alone and be there when his book comes out so when a lot of

Little chickens like it that’s what he wants maybe they W like it I don’t think he’s that way really you don’t know him like I do J that’s what he wants to do I know it I know it that’s why he doesn’t want to marry he wants to have a big Triumph

This fall all by himself want to go back to the cafe yes come on we got up from the table they had never brought us a drink and started across the street toward the select where con sat smiling at us from behind the marble topped table well what are you smiling at Francis

Asked him feel pretty happy I was smiling at you and Jake with your secrets oh what I’ve told Jake isn’t any secret everybody will know it soon enough I only wanted to give Jake a decent version what was it about your going to England yes about my going to

England oh Jake I forgot to tell you I am going to England isn’t that fine yes that’s the way it’s done in the very best family Roberts sending me he is going to give me2 200 and then I am going to visit FR want it be lovely the

Friends don’t know about it yet she turned to con and smiled at it he was not smiling now you only going to give me £100 weren’t you Rob ber but I made him give me 200 as really very generous aren’t you Robert I do not know how people could

Say such terrible things to Robert K there are people to whom you could not say insulting things they give you a feeling that the world would be destroyed would actually be destroyed before your eyes if you said certain things but here was con taking it all here it was all going on right

Before me and I did not even feel an Impulse to try and stop and this was friendly joking to what went on later how can you say such things Francis con interrupted listen to it I’m going to England knowing to visit friends ever visit friends that didn’t want you oh

They’ll have to take me all right how do you do my dear such a long time since we’ve seen you and how is your dear Mother yes how is my dear mother she put all her money into French war bonds yes she did probably the only person in the

World that did it and what about Robert or else very careful talking around Robert you must be most careful not to mention him my dear for Francis has had a most unfortunate experience won it be fun Robert don’t you think it will be fun Jake she turned to me with that terribly bright

Smile it was very satisfactory to her to have an audience for this and where are you going to be Robert it’s my own fault all right perfectly my own fault when I made you get rid of your little secretary on the magazine I ought to

Have known you’d get rid of me the same way Jake doesn’t know about that should I tell him shut up Francis for God’s sake yes you’ll tell him Robert had a little secretary on the magazine just the sweetest little thing in the world and he thought she was

Wonderful and then I came along and he thought I was pretty wonderful too so I made him get rid of her he had brought her to Provincetown from Carmel when he moved the magazine and he didn’t even pay her Fair back to the coast all to please

Me he thought I was pretty fine then didn’t you Robert you mustn’t misunderstand Jake it was absolutely platonic with the secretary not even platonic nothing at all really it was just that she was so nice and he did that just to please me well I suppose

That we that live by the sword Shall Perish By The Sword isn’t that literary though you want to remember that for your next book Robert you know Robert is going to get material for a new book Aon you Robert that’s why he’s leaving me his decided i’ don’t film well you see

He was so busy all the time that we were living together writing on this book that he doesn’t remember anything about us so now he’s going out and get some new material well I hope he get something frightfully interesting listen Robert dear let me tell you something you w

Mind will you don’t have scenes with your young ladies try not to because you can’t have scenes without crying and then you pity yourself so much you can’t remember what the other person said you’ll never be able to remember any conversations that way just try TR and

Be calm I know it’s awfully hard but remember it’s for literature we all ought to make sacrifices for literature look at me I’m going to England without a protest all for literature we must all help Young Writers don’t you think so Jake but you’re not a young writer are you Robert

You’re 34 still I suppose that is young for a great writer look at Hardy look at anat France he just died a little while ago Robert doesn’t think is any good though some of his French friends told him he doesn’t read French very well himself he wasn’t a good writer like you

Are was he Robert do you think he ever had to go and look for material what do you suppose he said to his Mistresses when he wouldn’t marry them I wonder if he cried too ah I’ve just thought of something she put her gloved hand up to her

Lips I know the real reason why Robert want marry me J it’s just come to me they’ve sent it to me in a vision in the Cafe Select isn’t it Mystic someday they’ll put a tablet up like it Lords do you want to hear Robert it’ll

Tell you it’s so simple I wonder why I never thought about it why you see Roberts always wanted to have a mistress and if he doesn’t marry me why then has had one she was his mistress for over two years see how it is and if he marries me like his always

Promised he would that would be the end of all the romance don’t you think that’s bright of me to figure that out it’s true too look at him and see if it’s not where are you going Jake I’ve got to go in and see Harvey Stone a con looked up as I

Went in his face was white why did he sit there why did he keep on taking it like that as I stood against the bar looking out I could see them through the window Francis was talking on to him smiling brightly looking into his face each time she asked isn’t it so Robert

Or maybe she did not ask that now perhaps she said something else I told the barman I did not want anything to drink and went out through the side door as I went out the door I looked back through the two thicknesses of glass and saw them sitting there she was

Still talking to him I went down a side street to the boulevard raspo a taxi came along and I got in and gave the driver the address of my flat seven as I started up the stairs the concierge knocked on the glass of the door of her Lodge and as I stopped she

Came out she had some letters and a telegram here is the post and there was a lady here to see did she leave a card no she was with a gentleman it was the one who was here last night in the end I find she is very nice was she with a

Friend of mine I don’t know he was never here before he was very large very very large she was very nice very very nice last night she was perhaps a little she put her head on one hand and rocked it up and down ‘ll speak perfectly frankly miss your Barnes last night I

Found found her not so Gentile last night I formed another idea of her but listen to what I tell you she is Trey Trey she is a very good family it is a thing you can see they did not leave any word yes they said they would be back in

An hour send them up when they come yes miss your Barnes and that lady that lady there someone an eccentric perhaps perhaps but Quil cun Quil the concierge before she became a concierge had owned a drink selling concession at the Paris Racecourse her life work lay in the Poo

But she kept an eye on the people of the page and she took great pride in telling me which of my guests were well brought up which were of good family who were Sportsmen a French word pronounced with the accent on the the only trouble was that people who did

Not fall into any of those three categories were very liable to be told there was no one home Shade Bar one of my friends an extremely underfed looking painter who was obviously to Madame duzel neither well brought up of good family nor a sportsman wrote me a letter asking if I

Could get him a pass to get by the concierge so he could come up and see me occasionally in the evening I went up to the flat wondering what Brett had done to the concierge the wire was a cable from Bill Gordon saying he was arriving on the fra

I put the mail on the table went back to the bedroom undressed and had a shower I was rubbing down I heard the doorbell pull I put on a bathrobe and slippers and went to the door it was breath back of her was the count he was holding a

Great bunch of roses Hello darling said Brett aren’t you going to let us in come on I was just bathing aren’t you the fortunate man bathing only a shower sit down count mippy populis what will you drink I don’t know whether you like flowers sir the count said

But I took the liberty of just bringing these roses here give them to me Brett took them get me some water in this Jake I filled the big Earth andwar jug with water in the kitchen and Brett put the roses in it and placed them in the

Center of the dining room table I say we have had a day you don’t remember anything about a date with me at the Krillin no did we have one I must have been blind you were quite drunk my dear said the count wasn’t I though and the

Accounts been a brick absolutely uve got hell’s own drag with the concierge now I ought to have sh gave her 200 FR don’t be a damned fool his she said and nodded at the count I thought we ought to give her a little something for last night it was very late

Has wonderful Brett said he remembers everything that’s happened so do you my dear fancy said Brit who’d want to I say Jake do we get a drink you get it while I go in and dress you know where it is rather while I dressed I heard Brett put

Down glasses and then a siphon and then heard them talk I dressed slowly sitting on the bed I felt tired and pretty rotten Brett came in the room a glass in her hand and sat on the bed what’s the matter darling do you feel Rocky she

Kissed me coolly on the forehead oh Brad I love you so much darling she said then my do you want me to send him away no is nice ‘ll send him away no don’t yes it’ll send him away you can’t just like that can’t I though you stay here

He’s mad about me I tell you she was gone out of the room I lay face down on the bed I was having a bad time I heard them talking but I did not listen Brett came in and sat on the bed poor old darling she stroked my head what did you

Say to him I was lying with my face away from her I did not want to see her sent him for champagne he loves to go for champagne then later do you feel better darling is the head any better it’s better lie quiet he’s gone to the other

Side of town couldn’t we live together Brett couldn’t we just live together I don’t think so I D just try promper you with everybody you couldn’t stand it I stand it now that would be different it’s my fault Jake it’s the way IM made couldn’t

We go off in the country for a while it wouldn’t be any good you’ll go if you like but I couldn’t live quietly in the country not with my own true love I know isn’t it rotten there isn’t any use my telling you I love you know I love you

Let’s not talk talking’s all Bild I going away from you and then Michael’s coming back why are you going away better for you better for me when are you going soon as I can where San Sebastian do you can’t we go together no that would be a hell of an idea after

Wed just talked it up we never never agreed oh you know as well as I do don’t be obstinate darling oh sure I said I know you’re right you me just low and when I’m low I talk like a fool I sat up leaned over found my shoes beside the bed and put

Them on I stood up don’t look like that darling how do you want me to look oh don’t be a fool I’m going away tomorrow tomorrow yes didn’t I say so I am let’s have a drink then the count will be back yes he should be back you know is

Extraordinary about buying champagne it means any amount to him we went into the dining room I took up the brandy bottle and poured bread a drink and one for myself there was a ring at the Bell pole I went to the door and there was the count behind him was the chauffeur

Carrying a basket of champagne where should I have him put it sir asked the count in the kitchen Brett said put it in there Henry the count motioned now go down and get the ice he stood looking after the basket inside the kitchen door I think you’ll find

That’s very good wine he said I know we don’t get much of a chance to judge good wine in the States now but I got this from a friend of mine that’s in the business oh you always have someone in the trade Brett said this fellow raises

The grapes he’s got thousands of Acres of them what’s his name asked Brett v clicko no said the count moms he’s a baron isn’t it wonderful said Brett we all have titles why haven’t you a title Jake I assure you sir the count put his hand on my arm

It never does a man any good most of the time it costs you money oh I don’t know it’s damned useful sometimes Brett said I’ve never known it to do me any good you haven’t used it properly I’ve had hell’s own amount of credit on mine do sit down count I

Said let me take that stick the count was looking at Brett across the table under The Gaslight she was smoking a cigarette and flicking the ashes on the rug she saw me notice it I say Jake I don’t want to ruin your rugs can’t you give a chap an ashtray I found some

Ashtrays and spread them around the chauffeur came up with a bucket full of salted ice put two bottles in it Henry the count called anything else sir no wait down in the car he turned to Brett and to me well want to ride out to the buai for dinner if you like Brett

Said I couldn’t eat a thing I always like a good meal said the count should I bring the wine in sir asked the chauffeur yes bring it in Henry said the count he took out a heavy pig skin Cigar Case and offered it to me like to try a

Real American cigar thanks I said ‘ll finish the cigarette he cut off the end of his cigar with a gold cutter he wore on one end of his watch chain I like a cigar to really draw said the C half the cigars you smoke don’t drop he lit the cigar

Puffed at it looking across the table at and when you’re divorced lady Ashley then you w have a title no what a Pity no said the count you don’t need a title you got class all over you thanks awfully decent of you I’m not joking you the count blew a

Cloud of smoke you got the most class of anybody I ever seen you got it that’s all ni of you said BR mommy would be pleased couldn’t you write it out and ‘ll send it in a letter to her I D tell her too said the count am not joking

You I never joke people joke people and you make enemies that’s what I always say you’re right Brett said you’re terribly right I always joke people and I haven’t a friend in the world except Jake here you don’t joke it that’s it do you now asked the count

Do you joke him Brett looked at me and wrinkled up the corners of her eyes no she said I wouldn’t joke him see said the count you don’t joke him this is a hell of a dull talk Brett said how about some of that champagne the count reached

Down and twirled the bottles in the shiny bucket it isn’t Cold Yet you’re always drinking my dear why don’t you just talk I’ve talked too Ruddy mush I’ve talked myself all out to Jake I should like to hear you really talk my dear when you talk to me you never

Finish your sentences at all leave them for you to finish let anyone finish them as they like it is a very interesting system the count reached down and gave the bottles a twirl still I would like to hear you talk sometime isn’t he a fool red asked now the count brought up a

Bottle I think this is cool I brought a towel and he wiped the bottle dry and held it up I like to drink champagne from Magnums the wine is better but it would have been too hard to cool he held the bottle looking at I put out the

Glasses I say you might open it Brett suggested yes my dear now ‘ll open it it was amazing champagne I say that is wine Brett held up her glass we ought to toast something here is to royalty this wine is too good for toast drinking my dear you don’t

Want to mix emotions up with a wine like that you lose the taste Brett’s glass was empty you ought to write a book on wines count I said Mr Barnes answered the count all I want out of wines is to enjoy them let’s enjoy a little more of

This Brett pushed her glass forward the count poured very carefully there my dear now you enjoy that slowly and then you can get drunk drunk drunk my dear you are Charming when you were drunk listen to the man Mr Barnes the count poured my glass full she is the only

Lady I have ever known who was as Charming when she was drunk as when she was sober you haven’t been around much have you yes my dear I have been around very much I have been around a very great deal drink your wine said bris we

All been around I dare say Jake here has seen as much as you have my dear I am sure Mr Barnes has seen a lot don’t think I don’t think so sir I have seen a lot too of course you have my dear Brett said I was only ragging I have been in

Seven wars and four revolutions the count said soldier Brett asked sometimes my dear and I’ve got Arrow wounds have you ever seen Arrow wounds let’s have a look at the count stood up unbuttoned his vest and opened his shirt he pulled up the undershirt onto his chest and stood his chest black and

Big stomach muscles bulging under the light you see them below the line where his ribs stopped were two raised white see on the back where they come out above the small of the back were the same two scars raised as thick as a finger I say those are something clean through

The count was tucking in a shirt where did you get those I asked in abisinia when I was 21 years old what were you doing asked Brett were you in the Army I was on a business trip my dear I told you he was one of us didn’t

I Brett turned to me I love you count you’re a darling you make me very happy my dear but it isn’t true there s live your son and what don’t be an ass you see Mr Barnes it is because I have lived very much that now I can

Enjoy everything so well don’t you find it like that yes absolutely I know said the count that is the secret you must get to know the value doesn’t anything ever happen to your values Brett asked no Wow E rats and fr do tund a set and sected Bs toet not

Anymore never fall in love always said the count I am always in love what is that Doe to your values that too has got a place in my values you have haven’t any values you’re dead that’s all no my dear you’re not right I’m not dead at

All we drank three bottles of the champagne and the count left the basket in my kitchen we dined at a restaurant in the boy it was a good dinner food had an excellent place in the Count’s values so it did why the count was in fine form during the meal so was Brett

It was a good party where would you like to go asked the count after dinner we were the only people left in the restaurant the two waiters were standing over against the door they wanted to go home we might go up on the hill Brett said haven’t we had a splendid party the

Count was beaming he was very happy you are very nice people he said he was smoking a cigar again why don’t you get married you to we want to lead our own lives I said we have our careers Brett said come on let’s get out of this have another Brandy the count

Said get it on the hill no have it here where it is quiet you and you’re quiet said Brett what is it men feel about quiet we like it said the count like you like noise my dear all right said Brett let’s have one s the count called yes

Sir he yes sir what is the oldest Brandy you have 1811 sir bring us a bottle I say don’t be ostentatious call them off Jake listen my dear I get more value for my money in Old Brandy than in any other Antiquities got many Antiquities I got a house

Full finally we went up to monmart inside zealous it was crowded Smoky and noisy the music hit you as you went in Brett and I danced it was so crowded we could barely move the N drummer waved at Brett we were caught in the jam dancing

In one place in front of it hurry you new great that’s good he was all teeth and lips his a great friend of mine Brett said uh damn good drummer the music stopped and we started toward the table where the count sat then the music started again and we danced I looked at

The count he was sitting at the table smoking a cigar the music stopped again let’s go over Brett started toward the table the music started and again we danced tight in the crap you are a rotten dancer Jake Michael’s the best dancer I know he’s Splendid hez got his points I

Like him I said and Damned fond of him going to marry him Brett said funny y I haven’t thought about him for a week don’t you write him not I never write letter ‘ll bet he writes to you rather damned good letters too when are you

Going to get married how do I know as soon as we can get the divorce Michael’s trying to get his mother to put up for could I help you don’t be an ass Michael’s people have loads of money the music stopped we walked over to the table the count stood

Up very nice he said you looked very very nice don’t you dance count I asked no I’m too old oh come off it Brett said my dear I would do it if I would enjoy it I enjoy to watch you dance Blended Brett said it’ll dance again for you some

Time there way I say I what about your little friend zezy let me tell you I support that boy but I don’t want to have him a he is rather hard you know I think that boy’s got a future but personally I don’t want him a around Jake’s rather the same way he

Gives me the willies well the count Shrugged his shoulders about his future you can’t ever tell anyhow his father was a great friend of my father come on let’s dance Brett said we danced it was crowded and close oh darling Brett said am so miserable I had that feeling of going

Through something that has all happened before you were happy a minute ago the drummer shouted you can’t two time it’s all gone go what’s the matter I don’t know I just feel terribly the drummer chanted then turned to his sticks want to go I had

The feeling as in a nightmare of it all being something repeated something I had been through and that now I must go through again the drummer sang softly let’s go said Brett you AR mind I the drummer shouted and grinned at Brett all right I said we got out from

The crap Brett went to the dressing room Brett wants to go I said to the count he nodded does she that’s fine you take the car I’m going to stay here for a while Mr bars we shook hands it was a wonderful time I said I wish

You would let me get this I took a note out of my pocket Mr Barnes don’t be ridiculous the count said Brett came over with her wrap on she kissed the count and put her hand on his shoulder to keep him from standing up as we went

Out the door I looked back and there were three girls at his table we got into the big car Brett gave the chauffeur the address of her hotel no don’t come up she said at the hotel she had rung and the door was unlashed really no please good night Brett I said

I’m sorry you feel rotten good night Jake Good night darling I want see you again we kissed standing at the door she pushed me away we kissed again oh D Brett said she turned quickly and went into the hotel the chauffeur drove me around to my flat I gave him 20 Franks

And he he touched his cap and said good night Sir and drove off I rang the bell the door opened and I went upstairs and went to bit book two 8 I did not see Brett again until she came back from San Sebastian one card came from her from there it had a

Picture of the kcha and said darling you I and and and very quiet and healthy love to all the chaps brett. nor did I see Robert con again I heard Francis had left for England and I had a note from con saying he was going out in the country for a

Couple of weeks he did not know where but that he wanted to hold me to the fishing trip in Spain we had talked about last winter I could reach him always he wrote through his Bankers Brett was was gone I was not bothered by con’s troubles I rather

Enjoyed not having to play tennis there was plenty of work to do I went off to the races dined with FR and put in some extra time at the office getting things ahead so I could leave it in charge of my secretary when Bill Gorton and I

Should shove off to Spain the end of June Bill Gorton arrived put up a couple of days at the flat and went off to Viet he was very cheerful and said the states were wonderful New York was wonderful there had been a grand theatrical season and a whole crop of great young light

Heavyweights any one of them was a good Prospect to grow up put on weight and trim Dempsey bill was very happy he had made a lot of money on his last book and was going to make a lot more we had a good time while he was in Paris

And then he went off to Vienna he was coming back in 3 weeks and we would leave for Spain to get in some fishing and go to the fiesta at pamon he wrote that Vienna was wonderful then a card from Budapest Jake Budapest is wonderful then I got a wire back on

Monday Monday evening he turned up at the flat I heard his taxi stop and went to the window and called to him he waved and started upstairs carrying his bags I met him on the stairs and took one of the bags well I said I hear you had a

Wonderful trip wonderful he said Budapest is absolutely wonderful how about Vienna not so good Jake not so good it seemed better than it was how do you mean I was getting glasses and a siphon tight Jake I was tight that’s strange better have a drink Bill rubbed his forehead remarkable

Thing he said don’t know how it happened suddenly it happened last long 4 days Jay lasted Just 4 days where did you go don’t remember I wrote you a postcard remember remember that perfectly do anything else not so sure possible go on tell me about can’t remember tell you

Anything I could remember go on take that drink and remember might remember a little Bill said remember something about a prize fight enormous Vienna prize fight had a n remember the nck perfectly go on wonderful n look like Tiger flowers only four times as big all of a sudden

Everybody started to throw thing not me just knocked local boy down put up his glove wanted to make a speech awful Noble looking started to make a speech then local white boy hit him then he knocked white boy Cole then everybody commenced to throw chairs

went home with us in our car couldn’t get his clo wore my coat remember the whole thing now big sporting evening what happened loan the Nick some clothes and went around with him to try and get his money claimed Nick owed them money on account of wrecking Hall wonder who translated was

It me probably it wasn’t you you’re right wasn’t me at at all was another fellow think we called him the local Harvard Man remember him now studying music how’d you come out not so good Jake Injustice everywhere promoter claimed n promised let local boy stay claimed n violated contract can’t knock out Vienna

Boy in vien my God Mr Gordon said I didn’t do nothing in there for 40 minutes but try and let him stay that white boy Musta ruptured himself swinging at me I never did hit him did you get any money no money Jake all we could get was Nick clothes

Somebody took his watch too Splendid Nick big mistake to have come to Vienna not so good Jay not so good what became of the ni went back to Cologne lives there married dot got a family going to write me a letter and send me the money I

Loaned him wonderful n hope I gave him the right address you probably did well anyway let’s eat said Bill unless you want me to tell you some more travel story go on let’s eat e we went downstairs and out onto the Boulevard St Michelle in the

Warm June evening where will we go want to eat on the island sure we walked down the boulevard at the juncture of the rud denur rro with the boulevard is a statue of two men in flowing rope I know who they are Bill eyed the monument gentleman who invented Pharmacy

Don’t try and fool me on Paris we went on here’s a taxidermists Bill said want to buy anything nice stuffed dog come on I said you’re pie-eyed pretty nice stuffed dogs Bill said certainly brighten up your flat come on just one stuffed dog I can take him or leave him

Alone PE but listen Jay just one stuffed dog come on mean everything in the world to you after you bought it simple exchange of values you give them money they give you a stuffed dog well get one on the way back all right have it your own way Road

To Hell paved with unbought stuffed dogs not my fault we went on how do you feel that way about dogs so sudden always felt that way about dogs always been a great lover of stuffed animal we stopped and had a drink certainly like to drink Bill said you ought to try it sometimes

Jak you’re about 144 ahead of me ought not to daunt you never be daunted Secret of My Success never been daunted never been daunted in public where were you drinking stopped at the Krillin George made me a couple of Jack Roses George a great man know the secret

Of his success never been daunted you’ll be daunted after about three more perds not in public if I begin to feel daunted ill go off by myself I’m like a cat that way when did you see Harvey sto at the C pervy was just a little daunted hadn’t

Eaten for 3 Days doesn’t eat anymore just goes off like a cat pretty sad as all right Splendid wish he wouldn’t keep going off like a cat though makes me nervous what we do tonight doesn’t make any difference only let’s not get daunted suppose they got any hardboiled eggs

Here if they had hard boiled eggs here we wouldn’t have to go all the way down to the island to eat Nix I said we’re going to have a regular meal just a suggestion said Bill want to start now come on we started on again down the

Boulevard a horse cab passed us Bill looked at it see that horse cab going to have that horse cab stuffed for you for Christmas going to give all my my friends stuffed animals I’m a nature Rider a taxi passed someone in it waved then banged for the driver to stop the

Taxi backed up to the curb in it was Brett beautiful lady said Bill going to kidnap us hello Brett said hello this is Bill Gordon lady Ashley smiled at bill I say I’m just back haven’t bathed you Michael comes in tonight good come on and eat with us and

Well I’ll go to meet him must clean myself oh right come on must bathe he doesn’t get in till 9 come and have a drink then before you bathe might do that now you’re not talking rot we got in the taxi the driver looked around stop at the

Nearest beastro I said we might as well go to the CLA Brett said I can’t drink these rotten brandies closy is Leila Brett turned to Bill have you been in this pestilential City long just got in today from Budapest how was Budapest wonderful Budapest was wonderful ask him

About Vienna Vienna said bill is a strange city very much like Paris Brett smiled at him wrinkling the corners of her eyes exactly Bill said very much like Paris at this moment you have a good start sitting out on The Terraces of the lyas Brett ordered a whiskey and soda I took

One too and Bill took another perut how are you Jak great I said I I’ve had a good time Brett looked at me I Was a Fool to go away she said on an asked to leave Paris did you have a good time oh all right interesting not frightfully

Amusing see anybody no hardly anybody I never went out didn’t you swim no didn’t do a thing sounds like Vienna Bill said Brett wrinkled up the corners of her eyes at it so that’s the way it was in Vienna it was like everything in Vienna Brett smiled at him again you a

Nice friend Jake is all right I said as a taxidermist that was in another country Bill said and besides all the animals were dead one more Brett said and I must run do send a waiter for a taxi there’s a line of them right out in front good we

Had the drink and put bread into her taxi mind you’re at the select around 10 make him come Michael will be there we be there Bill said the taxi started and Brett waved quite a girl Bill said she’s damned nice who’s Michael the man she is going to marry well well Bill said

That’s always just the stage I meet anybody what’ll I send them think they like a couple of stuffed racehorses we better eat is she really lady something or other Bill asked in the taxi on our way down to the Isle St Louis oh yes in the stud book and everything well

Well we ate dinner at Madame Lam’s restaurant on the far side of the aisle it was crowded with Americans and we had to stand up and wait for a place someone had put it in the American Women’s Club List as a Quaint restaurant on the Paris Quay as yet Untouched by

Americans so we had to wait 45 minutes for a table Bill had eaten at the restaurant in 1918 and right after the Armistice and Madame LM made a great fuss over seeing him doesn’t get us a table though Bill said grandom though we had a good meal a

Roast chicken new green beans mashed potatoes a salad and some apple pie and cheese youie got the world here all right Bill said to Madam laon she raised her hand oh my God you’ll be rich I hope so after the coffee and a fine we got

The bill chocked up the same as ever on a slick plate that was doubtless one of the quaint features paid it shook hands and went out you never come here anymore miss your Barnes Madame LM said too many compatriots come at lunchtime it’s not crowded that good it’ll be down soon we

Walked along under the trees that grew out over the river on the Kor Leon side of the island across the river were the Broken Walls of old houses that were being torn down they’re going to cut a street through they would Bill said we walked on and circled the island the

River was dark and a batau mouse went by All Bright with lights going fast and quiet up and out of sight under the bridge down the river was notra Dam squatting against the night Scott we crossed To the Left Bank of the sen by the wooden foot Bridge from the K

To Bethune and stopped on the bridge and looked down the river at notra standing on the bridge the island looked dark the houses were high against the sky and the trees were Shadow it’s pretty Grand Bill said God I love to get back we leaned on the wooden rail of the

Bridge and looked up the river to the lights of the big Bridges below the water was smooth and black it made no sound against the pile of the bridge a man and a girl passed us they were walking with their arms around each other we crossed the bridge and walked

Up the rud to Cardinal L it was steep walking and we went all the way up to the place Contra scarp the ark light Shone through the leaves of the trees in the square and underneath the trees was an esbs ready to start music came out a door of the

Negri Joo through the window of the cafe o amateurs I saw the long zinc bar outside on the Terrace working people were drinking in the open kitchen of the amateurs a girl was cooking potato chips in oil there was an iron pot of stew the

Girl ladled some onto a plate for an old man who stood holding a bottle of red wine in one hand want to have a drink no said bill I don’t need we turned to the right off the place Contra scarp walking along smooth narrow streets with high old houses on both

Sides some of the houses jutted out toward the street others were cut back we came onto the Rue Dupo defair and followed it along until it brought us to the rigid north and south of the Rue St jock and then walked South past Val de grass set back behind behind the

Courtyard in the iron fence to the boulevard to Port Royal what do you want to do I asked go up to the cafe and see Brett and Mike why not we walked along Port Royal until it became Mont parnass and then on pasted the lilas laen and

All the little cafes D crossed the street to the roton past its lights and tables to the SEL Michael came toward us from the table he was tanned and healthy looking hello Jake he said hello hello how are you old lad you look very fit Mike oh I am I am I’m

Frightfully fit I’ve done nothing but walk we walk all day long one drink a day with my mother at tea Bill had gone into the bar he was standing talking with Brett who was sitting on a high stool her legs cro she had no stockings on it’s good to see you

Jake Michael said I’m a little tight you know amazing isn’t it did you see my nose there was a patch of dried blood on the bridge of his nose an old lady’s bags did that Mike said I reached up to help her with them and they fell on

Brett gestured at him from the bar with cigarette holder and wrinkled the corners of her eyes an old lady said Mike her bags fell on me let’s go in and see Brett I say she’s a piece you are a lovely lady Brett sh where did you get that hat chap

Bought it for don’t you like it it’s a dreadful hat do get a good hat oh we’ve so much money now Brett said I say haven’t you met bill yet you are a lovely host Jay she turned to Mike this is Bill Gordon this drunkard is Mike Campbell Mr Campbell is an undischarged

Bankrupt aren’t th though you know I met my ex partner yesterday in London chap who did me it what did he say bought me a drink I thought I might as well take it I say Brett you are a lovely piece don’t you think she’s beautiful beautiful with this nose it’s a lovely

Nose go on pointed at me isn’t she a lovely piece couldn’t we have kept the man in Scotland I say Brett let’s turn in early don’t be indecent Michael remember there are ladies at this bar isn’t she a lovely piece don’t you think so Jake there’s a fight tonight Bill

Said like to go fight said Mike who’s fighting Leo and some is very good Leo Mike said I D like to see it rather he was making an effort to pull himself together but I can’t go I had a date with this thing here I say Brett do get

A new hat Brett pulled the felt hat down far over one eye and smiled out from under it you two run along to the fight it’ll have to be taking Mr Campbell home directly am not tight Mike said perhaps just a little I say Brett you are a

Lovely peace go on to the fight Brett said Mr Campbell’s getting difficult what are these outbursts of affection Michael I say you are a lovely pieace we said good night I’m sorry I can’t go Mike said Brett laughed I looked back from the door Mike had one hand on the

Bar and was leaning toward Brett talking Brett was looking at him quite cooly but the corners of her eyes were smiling outside on the pavement I said do you want to go to the fight sure said Bill if we don’t have to walk Mike was pretty excited about his

Girlfriend I said in the taxi well said bill you can’t blame him such a hell of a lot nine the Lio kid Francis fight was the night of the 20th of June it was a good fight the morning after the fight I had a letter from Robert con written

From HCK he was having a very quiet time he said bathing playing some golf and much Bridge henai had a splendid Beach but he was anxious to start on the fishing trip when would I be down if I would buy him a double tapered line he would pay me when I came down

That same morning I wrote con from the office that bill and I would leave Paris on the 25th unless I wired him otherwise and would meet him at Bayon where we could get a bus over the mountains to pampo the same evening about 7:00 I stopped in at the select to see Michael

And Brett they were not there and I went over to the dingo they were inside sitting at the bar Hello darling Brett put out her hand hello Jake Mike said I understand I was tight last night ween you though Brett said disgraceful business look said Mike when do you go down to

Spain would you mind if we came down with you it would be grand you wouldn’t mind really I’ve been at Pamplona you know Brett’s mad to go you’re sure we wouldn’t just be a bloody nuisance don’t talk like a fool I’m a little tight you

Know I wouldn’t ask you like this if I weren’t you are sure you don’t mind oh shut up Michael Brett it how can the man say head mind now ‘ll ask him later but you don’t mind do you don’t ask that again unless you want to make me

Sore hi Bill and I go down on the morning of the 25th by the way where is Bill Brett asked he’s out at chantily dining with some people he’s a good chap dot dot Blended chap said said mik he is you know you don’t remember him Brett said I do remember him

Perfectly look Jake well come down the night of the 25th Brett can’t get up in the morning indeed not if our money comes and you’re sure you don’t M it will come all right ‘ll see to that tell me what tackle to send for get two or

Three rods with reels and lines and some flies I want fish Brett put in get two rods then and Bill won’t have to buy one right said Mike you’ll send a wire to the keeper want it be Splendid Brett said Spain we will have fun the 25th when is that

Saturday we will have to get ready I say said Mike I’m going to The Barbers I must bathe said Brett walk up to the hotel with me J be a good chap do we have got the loveliest Hotel Mike said I think it’s a brothel we left our bags here at the

Dingo when we got in and they asked us at this hotel if we wanted a room for the afternoon all seemed frightfully pleased we were going to stay all night I believe it’s a brothel Mike said and I should know oh shut it and go and get your

Haircut Mike went out Brett and I sat on at the bar have another m m I needed that Brett said we walked up the rude Delong I haven’t seen you since I’ve been back Brett said no and you’re B and how else you how are you Jay fine Brett looked at me

I say she said is Robert con going on this trip yes why don’t you think it will be a bit rough on him why should it who did you think I went down to San Sebastian with congratulations I said we walked along what did you say that for I

Don’t know what would you like me to say we walked along and turned a corner he behaved rather well too he gets a little dull does he I rather thought it would be good for him you might take up Social Service don’t be nasty I want didn’t you

Really know no I said I guess I didn’t think about it do you think it will be too rough on it that’s up to him I said tell him you’re coming he can always not come you’ll write him and give him a chance to pull out of it I did not see

Brett again until the night of the 24th of June did you hear from con rather zo Fe rather he’s Keen about it my God I thought was rather odd myself says he can’t wait to see me does he think you’re coming alone no I told him we were all coming down together Michael

And all wife sarus has wonderful isn’t he they expected their money the next day we arranged to meet at Pamplona they would go directly to San Sebastian and take the train from there we would all meet at the Montoya in Pamplona if they did not turn up on

Monday at the latest we would go on ahead up to Berg in the mountains to start fishing there was a bus to Berg I rode out an itinerary so they could follow us bill and I took the morning train from the gar Dorset it was a lovely day not too hot

And the country was beautiful from the start we went back into the diner and had breakfast leaving the dining car I asked the conductor for tickets for the first service nothing until the 5th what’s this there were never more than two servings of lunch on that train and

Always plenty of places for both of they’re all reserved the dining car conductor said there will be a fifth service at 3:30 this is serious I said to Bill give him 10 Frank here I said we want to eat in the first service the conductor put the 10 Franks in his

Pocket pocket thank you he said I would advise you gentlemen to get some sandwiches all the places for the first four Services were reserved at the office of the company you’ll go a long way brother Bill said to him in English I suppose if IID given you five Franks

You would have advised us to jump off the train comment go to hell said Bill get the sand is made in a bottle of wine you tell him Jake send it up to the next car I described where we were in our compartment were a man and his wife and

Their young son I suppose you’re Americans aren’t you the man asked having a good trip wonderful said bill that’s what you want to do travel while you were young mother and I always wanted to get over but we had to wait a what you could have come over 10 years

Ago if you’d wanted to the wife said what you always said was see America first I will say we’ve seen a good deal take it one way and another say there’s plenty of Americans on this train the husband said they’ve got seven cars of them from Dayton

Ohio they’ve been on a pilgrimage to Rome and now they’re going down to to buyer itss and Lords so that’s what they are pilgrims godamn Puritans Bill said what part of the States you boys from Kansas City I said he’s from Chicago dot you both going to

Beer no we’re going fishing in Spain well I never cared for it myself there’s plenty that do out where I come from though we got some of the best fishing in the state of Montana I’ve been out with the boys but I never cared for it any Mighty

Little fishing you did on them trips his wife said he winked at us you know how the ladies are if there’s a jug goes along or a case of beer they think it’s hell and Damnation that’s the way men are his wife said to us she smoothed her comfortable LP I voted against

Prohibition to please him and because I like a little beer in the house and then he talks that way it’s a wonder they ever find anyone to marry say said Bill do you know that gang of Pilgrim fathers have cornered the dining car until half 3 this afternoon how do you mean they

Can’t do a thing like that you try and get seats well mother it looks as though we better go go back and get another breakfast she stood up and straightened her dress will you boys keep an eye on our things come on Hubert they all three went up to the wagon

Restaurant a little while after they were gone a steward went through announcing the first service and pilgrims with their priests commenced filing down the corridor our friend and his family did not come back a waiter passed in the Corridor with our sandwiches and the bottle of shabi and

We called him in you’re going to work today I said he nodded his head they start now at 10:30 when do we eat huh Lees angry and worse round low I don’t mind the C van as St are so When do I eat he left two glasses for the bottle and we paid him the sandwiches and tipped him you’ll get the plates he said or bring them with you we ate the sandwiches and drank the shablo and washed the country out of of the window the grain was just beginning

To ripen and the fields were full of poppies the pasture land was green and there were fine trees and sometimes big rivers and chatau off in the trees at tours we got off and bought another bottle of wine and when we got back in the compartment the gentleman

From Montana and his wife and his son Hubert were sitting comfortably is there good swimming in barits asked Hubert that boy is just crazy till he can get in the water his mother said it’s pretty hard on youngsters traveling there’s good swimming I said but it’s dangerous when it’s rough

Did you get a meal Bill asked we sure did we sat right there when they started to come in and they must have just thought we were in the part one of the waiters said something to us in French and then they just sent three of them

Back they thought we were Snappers all right the man said it certainly shows you the power of the Catholic church it’s a pity you boys ain’t Catholics you could get a meal then all right I am I said that’s what makes me so sore finally at A4 4 we had lunch Bill had

Been rather difficult at the last he button holded a priest who was coming back with one of the returning streams of Pilgrim when do us Protestants get a chance to eat father I don’t know anything about it haven’t you got tickets it’s enough to make a man join

The clan Bill said the priest looked back at him inside the dining car the waiters served the fifth successive table do meal the waiter who served us was soaked through his white jacket was purple under the arm he must drink a lot of wine or wear purple

Undershirts let’s ask him no he too tired the train stopped for half an hour at Bordeaux and went out through the station for a little walk there was not time to get into the town afterward Ward we passed through the lands and watched the sunset there were wide fire gaps cut through the

Pines and you could look up them like Avenues and see wooded Hills way off about 7:30 we had dinner and watched the country through the open window in the diner it was all sandy Pine country full of he there were little clearings with houses in them and once in a while we

Passed a saw it got dark and we could feel the country hot and Sandy and dark outside of the window and at about 9:00 we got into be the man and his wife and Hubert all shook hands with us they were going on to Lena to change for

Brits well I hope you have lots of luck he said be careful about those bull fights maybe we’ll see you at beitz Hubert said we got off with our bags and Rod cases and passed through the dark station and out to the lights and the line of cabs and hotel buses there

Standing with the hotel Runners was Robert con he did not see us at first then he started forward hello Jake have a good trip fine I said this is Bill Gorton do how are you come on said Robert I’ve got a cab he was a little nearsighted I never noticed it before he

Was looking at Bill trying to make him up he was shy too well go up to my hotel it’s all right it’s quite nice we got into the cab and the cabman put the bags up on the seat beside him and climbed up and cracked his Whip and we drove over

The dark bridge and into the town I’m awfully glad to meet you Robert said to Bill I’ve heard so much about you from Jake and I read your books did you get my line Jak the cab stopped in front of the hotel and we all got out and went in

It was a nice hotel and the people at the desk were very cheerful and we each had a good small room 10: in the morning it was bright and they were sprinkling the streets of the town and we all had breakfast in a cafe Bayon is a nice Town

It is like a very clean Spanish Town and it is on a big river already so early in the morning it was very hot on the bridge across the river we walked out on the bridge and then took a walk through the town I was not at all sure Mike’s rods would come

From Scotland in time so we hunted a tackle store and finally bought a rod for Bill upstairs over a drug goods store The Man Who Sold The Tackle was out and we had to wait for him to come back finally he came in and we bought a

Pretty good rod cheap and two Landing Nets we went out into the street again and took a look at the cathedral con made some remark about it being a very good example of something or other I forget what it seemed like a nice Cathedral nice and dim like Spanish

Churches then we went up past the Old Fort and out to the local Syndicate initiative office where the bus was supposed to start from there they told us the bus service did not start until the 1st of July we found out at the tourist office what we ought

To pay for a motor car to Pamplona and hired one at a big garage just around the corner from the municipal theater for 400 Franks the car was to pick us up at the hotel in 40 minutes and we stopped at the cafe on the Square where we had

Eaten breakfast and had a beer it was hot but the town had a cool fresh early morning smell and it was pleasant sitting in the cafe a breeze started to blow and you could feel that the air came from the sea there were pigeons out in the square

And the houses were a yellow sunbaked color and I did not want to leave the cafe but we had to go to the hotel to get our bags packed and pay the bill we paid for the beers we matched and I think Cohen paid and went up to the

Hotel it was only 16 Franks a piece for Bill and me with 10% added for the service and we had the bags sent down and waited for Robert Co while we were waiting I saw a cockroach on the park floor that must have been at least 3 in long I pointed

Him out to Bill and then put my shoe on we agree he must have just come in from the garden it was really an awfully clean Hotel con came down finally and we all went out to the car it was a big closed car with a driver and a white

Duster with blue collar and cuffs and when we had him put the back of the car down He piled in the bags and we started off up the street and out of the town we passed some lovely Gardens and had a good look back at the town and then we

Were out in the country green and rolling and the road climbing all the time we passed lots of basks with oxen or cattle hauling carts along the road and nice farmhouses low roofs and all white Plaster in the Bas country the land all looks very rich and green and the houses

And Villages look well off and clean every village had a pillow to court and on some of them kids were playing in the hot sun there were signs on the walls of the churches saying it was forb bidden to play P against them and the houses in The Villages had red tiled

Roofs and then the road turned off and commenced to climb and we were going way up close along a hillside with a valley below and Hills stretched off back toward the sea you couldn’t see the sea it was too far away you could see only Hills and more Hills and you knew

Where the sea was we crossed the Spanish Frontier there was a little stream and a bridge and Spanish carabineers with patent leather bonapart hats and short guns on their backs on one side and on the other fat Frenchmen and keus and mustaches they only opened one bag and

Took the passports in and looked at them there was a General Store and Inn on each side of the lot the chauffeur had to go in and fill out some papers about the car and we got out and went over to the stream to see if there were any

Tru Bill tried to talk some Spanish to one of the cariban ear but it did not go very well Robert con asked pointing with his finger if there were any trout in the Stream and the carabineer said yes but not me I asked him if he ever fished

And he said no that he didn’t care for it just then an old man with long sunburned hair and beard and clothes that looked as though they were made of gunny sacking came striding up to the bridge he was carrying a long staff and he had a kid slung on his back

Tied by the four legs the head hanging down the carabineer waved him back with his sword the man turned without saying anything and started back up the White Road into Spain what’s the matter with the old one I asked he hasn’t got any any passport I offered the guard a

Cigarette he took it and thanked me what will he do I asked the guard spat in the dust oh hell just waited across the stream do you have much smuggling oh he said they go through the chauffeur came out folding up the papers and putting

Them in the inside pocket of his coat we all got in the car and it started up the white Dusty Road into Spain for a while the country was much as it had been then climbing all the time we crossed the top of a call the road winding back and

Forth on itself and then it was really Spain there were long brown mountains and a few Pines and far off forests of beach trees on some of the mountains set the road went along the summit of the coal and then dropped down and the driver had to honk and slow up and turn

Out to avoid running into two donkeys that were sleeping in the road we came down out of the mountains and through an oak forest and there were white cattle grazing in the for down below there were grassy Plains and clear streams and then we crossed a stream and went through a

Gloomy little village and started to climb again we climbed up and up and crossed another high c wall and turned along it and the road ran down to the right and we saw a whole new range of mountains off to the South all brown and baked looking and furrowed in strange

Shapes after a while we came out of the mountains and there were trees along both sides of the road and a stream and ripe fields of grain and the road went on very white and straight ahead and then lifted to a little rise and off on

The left was a hill with an old castle with buildings close around it and a field of grain going right up to the walls and shifting in the wind I was up in front with the driver and I turned around Robert con was asleep but Bill looked and nodded his head then we

Crossed a wide plane and there was a big river off on the right shining in the Sun from between the line of trees and Away off you could see the plateau of Pamplona rising out of the plain and the walls of a city and a great Brown

Cathedral and the broken skyline of the other Church in back of the plateau were the mountains and every way you looked there were other mountains and ahead the road stretched out white across the plain going toward pimpon we came into the town on the other side of the

Plateau the road slanting up steeply and dust hly with shade trees on both sides and then leveling out through the new part of town they are building up outside the old walls we passed the bull ring high and white and concrete looking in the Sun and then came into the big

Square by a side street and stopped in front of the hotel Montoya the driver helped us down with the bags there was a crowd of kids washing the car and the square was hot and the trees were green and the flags hung on their

Staffs and it was good to get out of the Sun and under the shade of the arcade that runs all the way around the square Montoya was glad to see us and shook hands and gave us good rooms looking out on the Square and then we washed and cleaned up and went

Downstairs in the dining room for lunch the driver stayed for lunch too and afterward we paid him and he started back to baa there are two dining rooms in the Montoya one is upstairs on the second floor and looks out on the Square the other is down one floor below

The level of the square and has a door that opens on the back street that the Bulls pass along when they run through the streets early in the morning on their way to the ri it is always cool in the downstairs dining room and we had a

Very good lunch the first meal in Spain was always a shock with the horse Dove an egg course two meat courses vegetables salad and dessert and fruit you have to drink plenty of wine to get it all down Robert Co tried to say he did not want any of the second meat

Course but we would not interpret for and so the waitress brought him something else as a replacement a plate of cold meats I think cone had been rather nervous ever since we had met at Bayon he did not know whether we knew Brett had been with him at San Sebastian

And it made him rather awkward well I said Brett and Mike ought to get in tonight I not sure they’ll come con said why not Bill said of course they’ll come they’re always late I said I rather think they’re not coming Robert con said he said it with an air of superior

Knowledge that irritated both of us ‘ll bet you 50 pitas they’re here tonight Bill said he always bets when he is angered and so he usually bets foolishly he’ll take it Con said good you remember it Jak 50 pitas ‘ll remember it myself Bill said I saw he

Was angry and wanted to smooth him down down it’s a sure thing they’ll come I said but maybe not tonight want to call it off con asked no why should I make it 100 if you like all right it’ll take that that’s enough I said or you’ll have to make a book and

Give me some of it I am satisfied con said he smiled you’ll probably win it back at Bridge anyway you haven’t got it yet Bill said we went out to walk around under the arcade to the cafe Iruna for coffee con said he was going over and

Get a shape say Bill said to me have I got any chance on that bet youa got a rotten chance they’ve never been on time anywhere if their money doesn’t come it’s a cinch they W get in tonight I was sorry as soon as I opened my mouth but I

Had to call it he all right I guess but where does he get this inside stuff Mike and Brett fixed it up with us about coming down here I saw Con coming over across the square here he comes well let him not get Superior in Jewish the barber shops closed con said

It’s not open till 4: we had coffee at the Aruna sitting in comfortable wicker chairs looking out from the cool of the arcade at the big Square after a while bill went to write some letters and con went over to the barber shop it was

Still closed so he decided to go up to the hotel and get a bath and I sat out in front of the cafe and then went for a walk in the town it was very hot but I kept on the Shady Side of the streets and went through the market and had a

Good time seeing the town again I went to the iian and found the Old Gentleman who subscribes for the bull fight tickets for me every year and he had gotten the money I sent him from Paris and renewed my subscriptions so that was all set he

Was the archist and all the archives of the Town were in his office that has nothing to do with the story anyway his office had a green baz door and a big wooden door and when I went out I left him sitting among the archives that

Covered all the wall and I shut both the doors and as I went out of the building into the street the porter stopped me to brush off my coat you must have been in a motorc car he said the back of the collar and the upper part of the

Shoulders were gray with dust from Bayon well well he said I knew you were in a motorc car from the way the dust W so I gave him two copper coins at the end of the street I saw the cathedral and walked up toward the first time I ever

Saw it I thought the facade was ugly but I liked it now I went inside it was dim and dark and the pillars went high up and there were people praying and it smelt of incense and there were some wonderful big window I knelt and started to pray and prayed for everybody I

Thought of Brett and Mike and Bill and Robert con and myself and all the bull fighters separately for the ones I liked and lumping all the rest then I prayed for myself again and while I was praying for myself I found I was getting sleepy so I

Prayed that the bullfights would be good and that it would be a fine Fiesta and that we would get some fishing I wondered if there was anything else I might pray for and I thought I would like to have some money so I prayed that

I would make a lot of money and then I started to think how I would make it and thinking of making money reminded me of the count and I started wondering about where he was and regretting I hadn’t seen him since that night in monmart and about

Something funny Brett told me about him and as all the time I was kneeling with my forehead on the wood in front of me and was thinking of myself as praying I was a little ashamed and regretted that I was such a rotten Catholic but realized there was nothing I could do

About it at least for a while and maybe never but that anyway it was a grand religion and I only wished I felt religious and maybe I would the next time and then I was out in the hot sun on the steps of the cathedral and the

Forefingers and the thumb of my right hand were still damp and I felt them dry in the Sun the sunlight was hot and hard and I crossed over beside some buildings and walked back along side streets to the hotel at dinner that night we found that

Robert con had taken a bath had had a shave and a hair cut and a shampoo and something put on his hair afterward to make it stay down he was nervous and I did not try to help him any the train was due in at 9:00 from San Sebastian

And and if Brett and Mike were coming they would be on it at 20 minutes to 9 we were not half through dinner Robert con got up from the table and said he would go to the station I said I would go with him just to devil it Bill said

He would be damned if he would leave his dinner I said we would be right back we walked to the station I was enjoying con’s nervousness I hoped Brett would be on the train at the station the train was late and we sat on a baggage truck and waited

Outside in the dark I have never seen a man in Civil Life as nervous as Robert con nor as eager I was enjoying it it was lousy to enjoy it but I felt lousy con had a wonderful quality of bringing out the worst in anybody after a while

We heard the train whistle way off Below on the other side of the plateau and then we saw the headlight coming up the hill we went inside the station and stood with a crowd of people just back of the gates and a train came in and stopped and everybody started coming out

Through the gates they were not in the crowd we waited till everybody had gone through and out of the station and gotten into buses or taking cabs or were walking with their friends or relatives Through The Dark End to the town I knew they wouldn’t come Robert said we were

Going back to the hotel I thought they might I said bill was eating fruit when we came in and finishing a bottle of wine didn’t come eh no do you mind if I give you that 100 pitos in the morning con Bill asked I haven’t changed any

Money here yet oh forget about it Robert con said letun bet on something else can you bet on both fights you could bill said but you don’t need to it would be like betting on the war I said you don’t need any economic interest I’m very curious to see them Robert said Montoya

Came up to our table he had a telegram in his hand it’s for you he handed it to me it read stt night San Sebastian it’s from them I said I put it in my pocket ordinarily I should have handed it over they’ve stopped over in San

Sebastian I said send their regards to you why I felt that impulse to devil him I do not know of course I do know I was blind unforgivingly jealous of what had happened to the fact that I took it as a matter of course did not alter that any

I certainly did hate him I do not think I ever really hated him until he had that little spell of superiority at lunch that and when he went through all that barara so I put the telegram in my pocket the telegram came to me anyway

Well I said we ought to pull out on the noon bus for bergette they can follow us if they get in tomorrow night there were only two trains up from San Bastion an early morning train and the one we had just met that sounds like a good idea

Con said the sooner we get on the stream the better it’s all one to me when we start Bill said the sooner the better we sat in the Aruna for a while and had coffee and then took a little walk out to the bull ring and across the field and under

The trees at the edge of the cliff and looked down at the river in the dark and then I turned in early Bill and con stayed out in the cafe quite late I believe because I was asleep when they came in in the morning I bought three tickets for the bus to

Burgate it was scheduled to leave at 2:00 there was nothing earlier I was sitting over at the arua reading the papers when I saw Robert Con coming across the square he came up to the table and sat down in one of the the wicker chairs this is a comfortable Cafe he

Said did you have a good night Jake I slept like a log I didn’t sleep very well Bill and I were out late too where were you here and after it shut we went over to that other Cafe the old man there speaks German and English the cafe souo do that’s it

He seems like a nice old fellow I think it’s a better Cafe than this one it’s not so good in the daytime I said too hot by the way I got the bus tickets I am not going up today you and Bill go on ahead I’ve got your ticket give it to me

You’ll get the money back it’s five pitos Robert con took out a silver five sea piece and gave it to me I ought to stay he said you see I’m afraid there’s some sort of misunderstanding why I said they may not come here for 3 or 4 days now if they

Start on parties at s Sebastian that’s just it said Robert I’m afraid they expected to meet me at San Sebastian and that’s why they stopped over what makes you think that well I wrote suggest it to BR why in hell didn’t you stay there and meet them then

I started to say but I stopped I thought that idea would come to him by itself but I do not believe it ever did he was being confidential now and it was giving him pleasure to be able to talk with the understanding that I knew there was something between him and

Brett well Bill and I will go up right after lunch I said I wish I could go we’ve been looking forward to this fishing all winter he was being sentimental about it but I ought to stay I really ought as soon as they come it’ll bring them right up let’s find

Bill I want to go over to the barber shop see you at lunch I found Bill up in his room he was shaving oh yes he told me all about about it last night Bill said has a great little confider he said he had a date with Brett at San

Sebastian the lying bastard oh no said Bill don’t get sore don’t get sore at the stage of the trip how did you ever happen to know this fellow anyway don’t rub it in Bill looked around half shaved and then went on talking into the mirror while he lathered his face didn’t you

Send him with a letter to me in New York last winter Thank God I’m a traveling man haven’t you got some more Jewish friends you could bring along he rubbed his chin with his thumb looked at it and then started scraping again you got some fine ones

Yourself ah oh yes I’ve got some darbs but not alongside of this Robert con the funny thing is his nice too I like him but his just so awful he can be damn nice I know it that’s the terrible part I laughed yes go on and laugh said bill

You weren’t out with him last night until 2:00 was he very bad awful what’s all this about him and Brett anyway did she ever have anything to do with him he raised his chin up up and pulled it from side to side sure she went down to San Sebastian with

It what a damn fool thing to do why did she do that she wanted to get out of town and she can’t go anywhere alone she said she thought it would be good for her what bloody fool things people do why didn’t she go off with some of her

Own people or you he slurred that over or me why not me he looked at his face carefully in the glass put a big dab of lather on each cheekbone it’s an honest face it’s a face any woman would be safe with she had never seen it she should have all

Women should see us it’s a face that ought to be thrown on every screen in the country Every Woman ought to be given a copy of this face as she leaves the altar mothers should tell their daughters about this face my son he pointed the razor at me go west with

This face and grow up with the country he ducked down to the Bowl rinsed his face with cold water put on some alcohol and then looked at himself carefully in the glass pulling down his long upper lip my God he said isn’t it an awful face he

Looked in the glass and as for this Robert cone Bill said he makes me sick and he can go to hell and I’m damn glad is staying here so we want to have him fishing with us you’re damn right we’re going trout fishing we’re going trout fishing in the

ARA River and we’re going to get tight now at lunch on the wine of the country and then take a swell bus R come on let’s go over to the Aruna and start I said 11 it was baking hot in the Square when we came out after lunch with our bags

And the rod case to go to burgade people were on top of the bus and others were climbing up a ladder bill went up and Robert sat beside Bill to save a place for me and I went back in the hotel to get a couple of bottles of wine to take

With when I came out the bus was crowded men and women were sitting on all the baggage and boxes on top and the women all had their fans going in the sun it certainly was hot Robert climbed down and I fitted into the place he had

Saved on the one wooden seat that ran across the top Robert con stood in the shade of the arcade waiting for us to start a bask with a big leather wine bag in his lap lay across the top of the bus in front of our seat leaning back

Against our legs he offered the win skin to Bill and to me and when I tipped it up to drink he imitated the sound of a claxon motor horn so well and so suddenly that I spilled some of the wine and everybody laughed he apologized and

Made me take another drink he made the claxon again a little later and it fooled me the second time he was very good at it the Bas liked it the man next to bill was was talking to him in Spanish and Bill was not getting it so

He offered the man one of the bottles of wine the man waved it away he said it was too hot and he had drunk too much at lunch when Bill offered the bottle the second time he took a long drink and then the bottle went all over that part of the bus

Everyone took a drink very politely and then they made us Quirk it up and put it away they all wanted us to drink from their leather wine bot they were peasants going up into the hills finally after a couple more false claims the bus started and Robert con

Waved goodbye to us and all the Bas waved goodbye to him as soon as we started out on the road outside of town it was cool it felt nice Riding High up and close under the trees the bus went quite fast and made a good Breeze and as we went out along the

Road with the dust powdering the trees and down the hill we had a fine view back through the trees of the Town rising up from the bluff above the river the bask lying against my knees pointed out the view with the neck of the wine bottle and winked at us he nodded his

Head pretty nice eh these basks are swell people Bill said the bask lying against my legs was tanned the color of Saddle leather he wore a black smok like all the rest there were wrinkles in his tanned neck he turned around and offered his wine bag to Bill Bill handed him one

Of our bottles The Basque wagged a forefinger at him and handed the bottle back slapping in the cork with the palm of his hand he shoved the wine bag up arba arba he said lift it up Bill raised the wine skin and let the stream of wine

Spurt out and into his mouth his head tipped back when he stopped drinking and tipped the leather bottle down a few drops ran down his chin no no several basks said not like that one snatched the bottle away from the owner who was himself about to give a

Demonstration he was a young fellow and he held the wine bottle at full arms length and raised it high up squeezing the leather bag with his hand so the stream of wine hissed into his mouth he held the bag out there the wine making a flat hard trajectory into his

Mouth and he kept on swallowing smoothly and regular hey the owner of the bottle shouted What whose wine is that the Drinker waggled his little finger at him and smiled at us with his eyes then he bit the stream off sharp made a quick lift with the wine bag and

Lowered it down to the owner he winked at us the owner shook the wine skin sadly we passed through a town and stopped in front of the pada and the driver took on several packages then we started on again and outside the town the road commenced to mount we were going through farming

Country with Rocky Hills that sloped down into the field the grain Fields went up the hillsides now as we went higher there was a wind blowing the gr the road was white and Dusty and the dust Rose under the wheels and hung in the air behind us the road climbed up

Into the hills and left the rich grain Fields below now there were only patches of grain on the bare hillsides and on each side of the water courses we turned turned sharply out to the side of the road to give room to pass to a long string of six mules following one after

The other hauling a high hooded wagon loaded with Freight the wagon and the mules were covered with dust close behind was another string of mules and another wagon this was loaded with Lumber and the arero driving the mules leaned back and put on the thick wooden brakes as we p

Up here the country was quite Barren and the hills were Rocky and hard baked clay furrowed by the rain we came around a curve into a town and on both sides opened out a sudden Green Valley a stream went through the center of the town and Fields of grapes touched the

Houses the bus stopped in front of a Posada and many of the passengers got down and a lot of the baggage was unstrapped from the roof from under the big tarpulin and lifted down bill and I got down and went into the posa there was a low dark room with saddles and

Harness and hay Forks made of white wood and clusters of canvas rope sold shoes and hams and slabs of bacon and white garlics and long sausages hanging from the roof it was cool and Dusky and we stood in front of a long wooden counter with two women behind it serving drinks

Behind them were shelves stacked with supplies and goods we each had an aguardiente and paid 40 centimes for the two drink I gave the woman 50 centimes to make a tip and she gave me back the copper piece thinking I had misunderstood the price two of our basks came in and insisted on

Buying a drink so they bought a drink and then we bought a drink and then they slapped us on the back and bought another Dr then we bought and then we all went out into the sunlight and the Heat and climbed back on top of

The bus there was plenty of room now for everyone to sit on the seat and a basque who had been lying on the tin roof now sat between us the woman who had been serving drinks came out wiping her hands on her apron and talked to somebody inside the bus

Then the driver Came Out Swinging two flat leather mail pouches and climbed up and everybody waving we started off the road left the Green Valley at once and we were up in the hills again bill and the wine bottle bask were having a conversation a man leaned over from the

Other side of the seat and asked in English you’re Americans sure I re wrer down there s now I’ve been there he said 40 years ago he was an old man as brown as the others with the stubble of a white beard how was it what you say

How was America oh I was in California it was fine why did you leave what you say why did you come back here oh I come back to get married I was going to go back but my wife she don’t like to travel where you from Kansas City I’ve

Been there he said I’ve been in Chicago St Louis Kansas City Denver Los Angeles Salt Lake City he named them carefully how long were you over 15 years then I come back and got married have a drink all right he said you can’t get this in

America eh there’s plenty if you can pay for it what you come over here for we’re going to the fiesta at Pamplona you like the bull fights Sure there don’t you yes he said I guess I like them then after a little where you go now up to burgat to fish well he said I hope you catch something he shook hands and turned around to the back seat again the other basks had been impressed he sat back comfortably and

Smiled at me when I turned around to look at the country but the effort of talking American seemed to have tired him he did not say anything after that the bus climbed steadily up the road the country was Barren and rocks stuck up through the clay there was no grass

Beside the Rope looking back we could see the country spread out below far back the fields were squares of green and brown on the hillside making the Horizon were the brown mountains they were strangely shaped as we climbed higher The Horizon kept changing as the bus ground slowly up the road we could

See other mountains coming up in the south then the road came over the crest flattened out and went into a forest it was a forest of cork Oaks and the sun came through the trees and patches and there were cattle grazing back in the tree we went through the

Forest and the road came out and turned along a rise of land and out ahead of us Was a Rolling Green plain with dark mountains Beyond these were not like the brown heat baked mountains we had left Behind these were wooded and there were clouds coming down from the green plain

Stretched off it was cut by fences and the white of the road showed through the trunks of a double line of trees that crossed the plain toward the north as we came to the edge of the rise we saw the Red Roofs and white houses of bergette ahead strung out on the

Plane and Away off on the shoulder of the first dark Mountain was the Great gray metal sheathed roof of the monastery of rones Val there’s Rono I said where way off there where the mountain starts it’s cold up here Bill said it’s high I said it must be 12200 M it’s

Awful cold Bill said the bus leveled down onto the straight line of road that ran to burgate we passed across roads and crossed a bridge over a string the houses of burgate were along both sides of the road there were no side streets we passed the church and the schoolyard

And the bus stopped we got down and the driver handed down our bags and the rod case a carabineer in his hat and yellow leather cross straps came up what’s in there he pointed to the rod case I opened it and showed it he asked to see

Our fishing permits and I got them out he looked at the date and then waved us on is that all right I asked yes of course we went up the street past the white washed Stone houses families sitting in their doorways watching us to the in the fat woman who ran the Inn

Came out from the kitchen and shook hands with us she took off her spectacles while red them and put them on again it was cold in the inn and the wind was starting to blow outside the woman sent a girl upstairs with us to show the room there were two beds a wash

Standand a clothes chest and a big framed steel engraving of newra Senora deasa the wind was blowing against the shutters the room was on the north side of the in we washed put on sweaters and came downstairs into the dining room it had a stone floor low ceiling and was

Oak panel the shutters were up and it was so cold you could see your breath my God said bill it can’t be this cold tomorrow I’m not going to wait a stream in this weather there was an upright piano in the far corner of the room beyond the wooden tables and bill went

Over and started to play I got to keep warm he said I went out to find the woman and ask her how much the room and board she put her hands under her apron and looked away from 12 pitos why we only paid that in Pamplona she did not

Say anything just took off her glasses and wiped them on her apron that’s too much I said we didn’t pay more than that at a big hotel weev put in a bathroom haven’t you got anything cheaper not in the summer now is the big season we were the only people in the

End well I thought it’s only a few days is the wine included oh yes well I said it’s all right I went back to Bill he blew his breath at me to show how cold it was and went on playing I sat at one of the tables and looked at the pictures

On the wall there was one panel of rabbits Dead one of fizzin also dead and one panel of dead Ducks the panels were all dark and Smoky looking there was a cupboard full of lure bottles I looked at them all bill was still playing how

About a hot rum punch he said this isn’t going to keep me warm permanent I went out and told the woman what a rum punch was and how to make it in a few minutes a girl brought a stone piture steaming into the room bill came

Over from the piano and we drank the hot punch and listened to the wind there isn’t too much rum in that I went over to the cboard and brought the rum bottle and poured a half tumbler full into the pitchure direct action said bill it beats legislation the girl came in and

Laid the table for supper it blows like hell up here Bill said the girl brought in a big bowl of hot vegetable soup and the w we had fried trout afterward and some sort of a stew and a big bowl full of wild strawberry we did not lose money on the

Wine and the girl was shy but nice about bring the old woman looked in once and counted the empty bottles after supper we went upstairs and smoked and read in bed to keep warm once in the night I woke and heard the wind blow it felt good to be warm and in

Bed 12 when I woke in the morning I went to the window and looked out it had cleared and there were no clouds on the mountain outside under the window were some carts and an old diligence the wood of the roof cracked and split by the

Weather it must have been left from the days before the motor buses a goat poed up on one of the carts and then to the roof of the diligence he jerked his head at the other goats below and when I waved at him he bounded down bill was still

Sleeping so I dressed put on my shoes outside in the hall and went downstairs no one was stirring downstairs so I unbolted the door and went up it was cool outside in the early morning and the sun had not yet dried the Dew that had come when the wind died

Down I hunted around in the shed behind the inn and found a sort of madic and went down toward the stream to try and dig some worms for bait the stream was clear and shallow but it did not look trouty on the grassy Bank where it was

Damp I drove the mtic into the Earth and loosened a chunk of so there were worms underneath they slid out of sight as I lifted the sod and I dug carefully and got a good minute digging at the edge of the damp ground I filled two empty

Tobacco tins with worms and sifted dirt onto them the goats watched me dig when I went back into the Inn the woman was down in the kitchen and I asked her to get coffee for us and that we wanted a lunch bill was awake and sitting on the

Edge of the bed I saw you out of the window he said didn’t want to interrupt you what were you doing burying your money you lazy bum been working for the common good Splendid I want you to do that every morning come on I said get

Up what get up I never get up he climbed into bed and pulled the sheet up to his chin try and argue me into getting up I went on looking for the Tex and putting it all together in the tackle bat aren’t you interested Bill asked I’m going down and eat

Eat why didn’t you say eat I thought you just wanted me to get up for fun eat fine now you’re reasonable now you’re reasonable you go out and dig some more worms and it’ll be right down oh go to hell work for the good of all Bill stepped into his underclothes show

Irony and pity I started out of the room with the tackle bag the Nets and the rod case hey come back I put my head in the door aren you going to show a little irony and pity I thumbed my nose that’s not irony as I went downstairs I heard Bill singing irony

And pity when you’re feeling oh give them irony and give them pity oh give them irony when they’re feeling just a little irony just a little pity he kept on singing until he came downstairs the tune was the Bells Are Ringing for me in my Gap I was reading a week old Spanish

Paper what’s all this irony and pity what don’t you know about irony and pity no who got it up every but they’re mad about it in New York it’s just like the fredelin used to be the girl came in with the coffee and buttered toast or rather it was bread toasted and butter

Ask her if she’s got any Jam Bill said be ironical with her have you got any Jam that’s not ironical I wish I could talk Spanish the coffee was good and we drank it out of big Bowls the girl brought in a glass dish of raspberry jam thank you

Hey that’s not the way Bill said say something ironical make some crack about Primo de Rivera I could ask her what kind of a jam they think they’ve gotten into in the rift poor said Bill very poor you can’t do it that’s all you don’t understand irony you have no

Pity say something pitiful Robert con DW not so bad that’s better now why is Con pitiful be ironic he took a big gulp of coffee Ah hell I said it’s too early in the morning there you go and you claim you want to be a writer too you’re only a newspaper man

An expatriated newspaper man you ought to be ironical the minute you get out of bed you ought to wake up with your mouth full of pity go on I said who did you get this stuff from everybody don’t you read don’t you ever see anybody you know what you are you’re an ex

Patriot why don’t you live in New York then you’d know these things what do you want me to to do come over here and tell you every year take some more coffee I said good good coffee is good for you it’s the caffeine in it caffeine we are

Here caffeine puts a man on her horse and a woman in his grave you know what’s the trouble with you you’re an expatriate one of the worst type do would I bet on Main shoes haven’t you heard that nobody that ever left their own country ever wrote anything worth printing not

Even in the newspapers he drank the coffee you’re an expatriate you’ve a lost touch with the soil you get precious fake European standards have ruined you you drink yourself to death you become obsessed by sex you spend all your time talking not working you are an exp patrioty you hang around

Cafes it sounds like a swell life I said when do I work you don’t work one group claims women support you another group claims you impotent no I said I just had an accident never mention that Bill said that’s the sort of thing that can’t be

Spoken of that’s what you ought to work up into a like Henry’s bicycle he had been going splendidly but he stopped I was afraid he thought he had hurt me with that crack about being impotent I wanted to start him again it wasn’t a bicycle I

Said he was riding horseback I heard it was a tricycle well I said a plane is sort of like a tricycle the joystick works the same way but you don’t pedal it it no I said I guess you don’t pedal it let’s lay off that Bill said all

Right I was just standing up for the tricycle I think he’s a good Rider too Bill said and you’re a hell of a good guy anybody ever tell you you were a good guy I am not a good guy listen andu you’re a hell of a good guy and I

Am fonder of you than any anybody on Earth I couldn’t tell you that in New York itd mean I was a that was what the Civil War was about Abraham Lincoln was a he was in love with General Grant so was Jefferson Davis Lincoln just freed the slaves on a

Bit The Dread Scott case was framed by the anti Saloon Le sex explains it all the colonels lady and Judy o Grady are under their skin he stopped want to hear some more shoot I said I don’t know anymore tell you some more at lunch old Bill I said you

Bum we packed the lunch and two bottles of wine in the ruck sack and Bill put it out I carried the rod case and the landing Nets slung over my back we started up the road and then went across a meadow and found a path that crossed the fields and went toward

The woods on the slope of the first hill we walked across the fields on the Sandy path the fields were rolling and grassy and the grass was short from the Sheep grazing the cattle were up in the hills we heard their bells in the woods the

Path crossed a stream on a foot lock the log was surfaced off and there was a sapling bent across for a rip in the flat pool beside the the stream tadpoles spotted the sand we went up a steep bank and across the rolling Fields looking back we saw burgate white

Houses and Red Roofs and the White Road with a truck going along it and the dust Rising beyond the fields we crossed another faster flowing stream a Sandy Road LED down to the Ford and Beyond into the woods the path crossed the dream on another foot log below the Ford and

Joined the road and we went into the woods it was a Beachwood and the trees were very old their Roots bulked above the ground and the branches were Twisted we walked on the road between the thick trunks of the old beaches and the sunlight came through the leaves and

Light patches on the gr the trees were big and the foliage was thick but it was not gloomy there was no undergrowth only the smooth grass very green and fresh and the big gray trees well spaced as though it were a par this is country Bill

Said the road went up a hill and we got into thick woods and the road kept on climbing sometimes it dipped down but rose again steeply all the time we heard the cattle in the woods finally the road came out on the top of the Hills

We were on the top of the height of land that was the highest part of the range of wooded Hills we had seen from burgate there were wild strawberries Growing On the Sunny Side Of The Ridge and a little clearing in the trees ahead the road came out of the

Forest and went along the shoulder of the ridge of Hills the hills ahead were not wooded and there were great fields of yellow gors way off we saw the Steep blood LS dark with trees and jutting with gray stone that marked the course of the ARA

River we have to follow this road along the ridge cross these Hills go through the woods on the Far Hills and come down to the IRA Valley I pointed out to Bill that’s a hell of a hike it’s too far to go and fish and come back the same day

Comfortably comfortably that’s a nice word we’ll have to go like to get there and back and have any fishing at all I know it was a long walk and the country was very fine but we were tired when we came down the Steep road that led out of

The wooded Hills into the valley of the Rio de la fabric the road came out from the shadow of the woods into the hot sun ahead was a river valley beyond the river was a steep hill there was a field of buckwheat on the hill we saw a White

House under some trees on the hillside it was very hot and we stopped under some trees beside a dam that crossed the river Bill put the pack against one of the trees and we joined it up the rods put on the reels tied on leaders and got

Ready to fish you’re sure this thing has trout in it Bill asked it’s full of them I’m going to fish a flly you got any meines there’s some in there you going to fish bait yeah yeah I’m going to fish the damn here well it’ll take

The fly book then he tied on a fly where’ I better go up or down down is the best they plenty up above too bill went down the bank take a worm can no I don’t want one if they want take a fly ill just flick it around out bill was

Down below watching the stream say he called up against the noise of the dam how about putting the wine in that spring up the road all right I shouted Bill waved his hand and started down the stream I found the two wine bottles in the pack and carried them up

The road to where the water of a spring float out of an iron pipe there was a board over the spring and I lift Ed it and knocking the corks firmly into the bottles lowered them down into the water it was so cold my hand and wrist felt numb I put back the

Slab of wood and hoped nobody would find the one I got my rod that was leaning against the tree took the bait can and landing net and walked out onto the D it was built to provide a head of water for driving logs the gate was up and I sat

One of the squared Timbers and watched the smooth apron of water before the river tumbled into the fall in the white water at the foot of the dam it was deep as I baited up a trout shot up out of the white water into the falls and was carried

Down before I could finish baiting another trout jumped at The Falls making the same lovely Ark and disappearing into the water that was thundering down I put on a good-sized Sinker and dropped into the White Water close to the edge of the Timbers of The Damp I did not feel the

First trout strike when I started to pull up I felt that I had one and brought him fighting and bending the rod almost double out of the boiling water at the foot of the falls and swung him up and onto the damp he was a good trout

And I banged his head against the timber so that he quivered out straight and then slipped him into my back back while I had him on several trout had jumped at The Falls as soon as I baited up and dropped in again I hooked another and brought

Them in the same way in a little while I had six they were all about the same size I laid them out side by side all their heads pointing the same way and looked at them they were beautifully colored and firm and hard from the cold

Water it was a hot day so I slit them all and shucked out the insides gills and all and tossed them over across the river I took the trout ashore washed them in a cold smoothly heavy water above the dam and then picked some Ferns

And packed them all in the B three trout on a layer of ferns then another layer of ferns then three more trout and then covered them with ferns they looked nice in the ferns and now the bag was bulky and I put it in the shade of the

Tree it was very hot on the dam so I put my worm can in the shade with the bag and got a book out of the pack and settled down under the tree to read until bill should come up for lunch it was a little past noon and there was not

Much shade but I sat against the trunk of two of the trees that grew together and read the book was something by aew Mason and I was reading a wonderful story about a man who had been frozen in the Alps and then fallen into a glacier and disappeared and his bride was going

To wait 24 years exactly for his body to come out on the merine while her true love waited too and they were still waiting when bill came up get any he asked he had his rod and his bag and his net all in one hand and he was sweating

I I hadn’t heard him come up because of the noise from the D six what did you get Bill sat down opened up his bag laid a big trout on the grass he took out three more each one a little bigger than the last and laid them side by side in

The shade from the tree his face was sweaty and happy how are yours merer I D and there Seager toing at ROM L Sho R Earth and a Flash and M and pre as straight smaller th see let’s see them they’re pack how big are they really they’re all about the size of

Your smallest you’re not holding out on me I wish I were get them all on worms yes you lazy bum Bill put the trout in the bag and started for the river swinging the open back he was wet from the waist down and I knew he must have

Been waiting the stream I walked up the road and got out the two bottles of one they were cold moisture Beed on the bottles as I walked back to the trees I spread the lunch on a newspaper and Uncorked one of the bottles and leaned the other against

A tree bill came up drying his hands his bag plump with ferns let’s see that bottle he said he pulled the Cork and tipped up the bottle and drank oo that makes my eyes ache let’s try it the wine was icy cold and tasted faintly Rusty that’s not such filthy wine Bill said

The cold helps it I said we unwrapped the little Parcels of of lunch chicken there’s hardboiled eggs find any salt first the egg said bill then the chicken even Brian could see that he’s dead I read it in the paper yesterday no wonder not really yes Brian’s dead Bill

Laid down the egg he was peeling gentlemen he said and unwrapped a drumstick from a piece of newspap I reverse the order for Brian’s sake as a tribute to the great common first the chicken then the egg wonder what day God created the chicken oh said Bill sucking

The drumstick how should we know we should not question our stay on Earth is not for long let us rejoice and believe and give thanks eat an egg Bill gestured with the drumstick in one hand and the bottle of wine in the other let us rejoice in our blessing let us utilize

The fowls of the air let us utilize the product of the vine will you utilize a little brother after you brother Bill took a long DRP utilize a little brother he handed me the bot let us not doubt brother let us not pry into the holy Mysteries of the hen coupe with Simeon

Fingers let us accept on faith and simply say I want you to join with me in saying what shall we say brother he pointed a drumstick at me and went up let me tell you we will say and I for one am proud to say and I want you to

Say with me on your knees brother Chad let no man be ashamed to kneel here in the great out of door remember the woods were God’s first temples let us kneel and say don’t eat that lady FS Menin here I said utilize a little of this we Uncorked the other bottle what’s the

Matter I said didn’t you like Brian I loved Brian said Bill we were like brothers where did you know him he and M and I all went to Holy Cross together and Frankie frit it’s a lie Frankie frit went to fora well I said I went to loola with Bishop man

It’s a lie Bill said I went to Loyola with Bishop Manning myself you’re cockeyed I said on wine why not it’s the humidity Bill said they ought to take this damn humidity away have another shot is this all we’ve got only the two bottles do you know what you are Bill

Looked at the bottle affectionately no I said you in the pay of the anti- saloon Le I went to Notre Dam with Wayne B wheeler dot it’s a lie said bill I went to to Austin Business College with Wayne B wheeler thought he was class president

Well I said the saloon must go you’re right there old classmate Bill said the saloon must go and I will take it with me you’re a cockeyed on wine on why well maybe I am want to take a nap all right we lay with our heads in the shade

And looked up into the trees you asleep no Bill said I was thinking I shut my eyes it felt good lying on the ground say Bill said what about this Brett business what about it were you ever in love with her sure for how long off and on for a hell

Of a long time oh hell Bill said I’m sorry fella it’s all right I said I don’t give a damn anymore really really only ID a hell of a lot rather not talk about you arant sore I asked you why the hell should I be I’m going to sleep Bill

Said he put a newspaper over his face listen Jake he said are you really a Catholic technically what does that mean I don’t no all right ‘ll go to sleep now he said don’t keep me awake by talking so much I went to sleep to when I woke

Up Bill was packing the rock sack it was late in the afternoon and the shadow from the trees was long and went out over the dam I was stiff from sleeping on the ground what did you do wake up Bill asked why didn’t you spend the

Night I stretched and rubbed my eyes I had a lovely dream Bill said I don’t remember what it was about but it was a lovely dream I don’t think I dreamt you ought to dream Bill said all our biggest businessmen have been dreamers look at Ford look at president kulage look at

Rockefeller look at Joe Davidson I disjointed my rod and bills and packed them in the rod case I put the reels in the tackle bag Bill had packed the ruck sack and we put one of the trout bags in I carried the other well said Bill have we got

Everything the worms your worms put them in there he had the pack on his back and I put the worm cans in one of the outside flap Pockets you got everything now I looked around on the grass at the foot of the elm tree yes we started up the road into the

Woods it was a long walk home to bergette and it was dark when we came down across the fields to the road and along the road between the houses of the Town their Windows lighted to the in we stayed 5 days at beray and had good fishing the nights were cold and

The days were hot and there was always a bre Breeze Even In the Heat of the day it was hot enough so that it felt good to wait in a cold stream and the sun dried you when you came out and sat on a b we found a stream with a pool deep

Enough to swim it in the evenings we played three-handed Bridge with an Englishman named Harris who had walked over from St Jee p depor and was stopping at the Inn for the Fisher he was very pleasant and went with us twice to the AR River there was no word from

Robert con nor from Brett and M 13 one morning I went down to breakfast and the Englishman Harris was already at the table he was reading the paper through spectacles he looked up and smile good morning he said letter for you I stopped at the post and they gave it me with

Mine the letter was at my place at the table leaning against a coffee cup Harris was reading the paper again I opened a letter it had been forwarded from Pamplona it was dated sbastian Sunday dear Jake we got here Friday Brett passed out on the train so

Brought her here for 3 day is rest with old friends of ours we go to Montoya Hotel Pamplona Tuesday arriving at a p Shaman will you send a note by the bus to tell us what to do to read join you all on Wednesday all our love and sorry

To be late but Brett was really done in and we be quite all right by TW and is practically so now I know her so well and try to look after her but it’s not so easy love to all the chaps Michael what day of the week is it I asked Harris

Wednesday I think yes quite Wednesday when Wednesday wonderful how one loses track of the days up here in the mount yes we’ve been here nearly a week I hope you’re not thinking of leaving yes well go in on the afternoon bus I’m afraid what a rotten business I had

Hoped we all have another go at the ARA together we have to go into pampo we’re meeting people there what rotten luck for me we’ve had a jolly time here at Brigade come on into Pamplona we can play some Bridge there and there’s going to be a damn fine Fiesta I like to

Awfully nice of you to ask me I Best Stop on here though I’ve not much more time to fish you want those big ones in the AA I say I do you know they’re enormous trout there I like like to try them once more do stop over another day n Sound see

With Don Li be a good chat we really have to get into town I said what a Pity after breakfast bill and I were sitting warming in the sun on a bench out in front of the in and talking it over I saw a girl coming up the road

From the center of a town she St stopped in front of us and took a telegram out of the leather wallet that hung against her skirt poor aades I looked at it the address was erns bergada yes it’s for us she brought out

A book for me to sign and I gave her a couple of coppers the telegram was in Spanish Veno jues cone I handed it to Bill what does does the word cone mean he asked what a lousy telegram I said he could send 10 words for the same price I

Come Thursday that gives you a lot of dope doesn’t it it gives you all the dope thats of interest to come we’re going in anyway I said there’s no use trying to move Brett and Mike out here and back before the fiesta should we answer it we might as well

Said bill there’s no need for us to be snoody we walked up to the post office and asked for a telegraph BL what will we say Bill asked arriving that’s enough we paid for the message and walked back to the in Harris was there and the three of us walked up to

Ransas we went through the monastery it’s a remarkable Place Harris said when we came out but you know him not much on those sort of places me either Bill said it’s a remarkable place though Harris said I wouldn’t not have seen it I been intending coming up each day it isn’t

The same as fishing though is it Bill asked he liked Harris I say not we were standing in front of the Old Chapel of the monastery isn’t that a pub across the way Harris asked or do my eyes deceive me it has the look of a pub Bill

Said it looks to me like a pub I said I say said Harris letun utilize it he had taken up utilizing from Bill we had a bottle of wine a piece Harris would not let us pay he talked Spanish quite well and the inkeeper would not take our money I

Say you don’t know what it’s meant to me to have you chaps up here we had a grand time Harris Harris was a little tight I say really you don’t know how much it mean I’ve not had Much Fun Since the war well fish together again sometime don’t

You forget it Harris we must we have had such a jolly good time how about another bottle around jolly good idea said Harris this is mine said bill or we don’t drink it I wish you’d let me pay for it it does give me pleasure you

Know this is going to give me pleasure Bill said the inkeeper brought in the fourth bottle we had kept the same glasses Harris lifted his glass I say you know this does utilize well B Bill slapped him on the back good old Harris I say you know my name isn’t really

Harris it’s Wilson Harris all one name with a hyphen you know good old Wilson Harris Bill said we call you Harris because we’re so fond of you I say Barnes you don’t know what this all means to me come on and utilize another glass I said erns really Barnes you

Can’t know that’s all drink up Harris we walked back down the road from Ron’s VI with Harris between us we had lunch at the inn and Harris went with us to the bus he gave us his card with his address in London and his club and his business

Address and as we got on the bus he handed us each an envelope I opened mine and there were a dozen flies in Harris had tied them himself G Ray he tied all his own flies I say Harris I began no no he said he was climbing down from the bus they’re

Not First Rate flies at all I only thought if you fished them sometime it might remind you of what a good time we had the bus started Harris stood in front of the post office he waved as we started along the road he turned and walked back toward the say

Wasn’t that Harris nice Bill said I think he really did have a good time Harris you bet he did I wish had come into Pamplona he wanted to fish yes you couldn’t tell how English would mix with each other anyway I suppose not we got into Pamplona late in the

Afternoon and the bus stopped in front of the hotel montoy out in the plaza they were stringing electric light wires to light the plaza for the fiesta a few kids came up when the bus stopped and a customs officer for the town made all the people getting down from the bus

Open their bundles on the sidewalk we went into the hotel and on the stairs I met Montoya he shook hands with us smiling in his embarrassed way your friends are here he said Mr Campbell yes Mr con and Mr Campbell and Lady Ashley he smiled as though there were something

I would hear about when did they get in yesterday I’ve saved you the rooms you had that’s fine did you give Mr Campbell the room on the Plaza yes all the rooms we looked looked at where are our friends now I think they went to the Pila and how

About the Bulls Montoya smile tonight he said tonight at 7:00 they bring in the Viller bulls and tomorrow come the meas do you all go down oh yes they’ve never seen a decent kajin Montoya put his hand on my shoulder it’ll see you there he smiled again he always smiled as though bullfighting

Were a very special secret between the two of us a rather shocking but really very deep secret that we knew about he always smiled as though there were something lwd about the secret to Outsiders but that it was something that we understood it would not do to expose

It to people who would not understand your friend is he a ficado too Montoya smiled at Bill yes he came all the way from New York to see the sand for yes Montoya politely disbelieved but he’s not a ficado like you he put his hand on my shoulder again

Embarrassingly yes I said he’s a real afficionado but he’s not afficionado like you are aisan means passion an afficianado is one who is passionate about the bullfights all the good bull fighters stayed at montoya’s hotel that is those with aposan stayed there the commercial bull fighters stayed once

Perhaps and then did not come back the good ones came each year in montoya’s room were their photographs the photographs were dedicated to Juanito Montoya or to his sister the photographs of of bull fighters Montoya had really believed in were framed photographs of bull fighters who had been without a fion Montoya kept

In a drawer of his desk they often had the most flattering inscription but they did not mean anything one day Montoya took them all out and dropped them in the waist basket he did not want them around we often talked about bulls and bull fighters I had stopped at the

Montoya for several years we never talked for very long at a time it was simply the pleasure of discovering what we each felt men would come in from distant towns and before they left Pamplona stop and talk for a few minutes with Montoya about bull these men were afficionados

Those who were afficionados could always get rooms even when the hotel was full Montoya introduced me to some of them they were always very polite at first and it amused them very much that I should be in America somehow it was taken for granted that an American could

Not have aisan he might simulate it or confuse it with excitement but he could not really have it when they saw that I had aison and there was no password no set questions that could bring it out rather it was a sort of oral spiritual examination with the questions always a

Little on the defensive and never apparent there was this same embarrassed putting the hand on the shoulder or a buen omra but nearly always there was the actual touching it seemed as though they wanted to touch you to make it certain Montoya could forgive anything

Of a bull fighter who had a fent he could forgive attacks of nerves pen iic bad unexplainable actions all sorts of lapses for one who had aposan he could forgive anything at once he forgave me all my friends without his ever saying anything they were simply a little something

Shameful between us like the spilling open of the horses in bullfight Bill had gone upstairs as we came in and I found him washing and changing in his room well he said talk a lot of Spanish he was telling me about the Bulls coming in tonight let’s find

The gang and go down all right it they’ll probably be at the cafe have you got tickets yes I got them for all the unloadings what’s it like he was pulling his cheek before the glass looking to see if there were unshaved patches under the line of the jaw it’s pretty good I

Said they Let The Bulls Out of the cages one at a time and they have steers in the Corral to receive them and keep them from fighting and the Bulls tear in at the steers and the steers run around like old maids trying to quiet them down do

They ever Gore the steers sure sometimes they go right after them and kill them can’t the steers do anything no and they’re trying to make friends what do they have them in for to quiet down the Bulls and keep them from breaking horns against the stone walls or Goring each

Other must be swell being a steer we went down the stairs and out of the door and walked across the square toward the cafe Iruna there were two lonely looking ticket houses standing in the Square their Windows marked Saul solely Sombra and Sombra were shut they

Would not open until the day before the fiesta across the square the white wicker tables and chairs of the arenia extended out beyond the arcade to the edge of the street I looked for Brett and Mike at the tables there they were Brett and Mike and Robert con Brett was

Wearing a basque Barret so was Mike Robert con was bareheaded and wearing his spectacles Brett saw us coming and wait her eyes crinkled up as we came up to the table hello you chaps she called R was H Mike had a way of getting an intensity of feeling into shaking

Hands Robert con shook hands because we were back where the hell have you been I asked I brought them up here con said what rot Brett said wed have gotten here earlier if you hadn’t come you’d never have gotten here what rock you chaps are Brown Look At Bill did you get good

Fishing Mike asked we wanted to join you it wasn’t bad we missed you I wanted to come con said but I thought I ought to bring them you bring us what rot was it really good Mike asked did you take many some days we took a dozen a piece there was an

Englishman up there named Harris Bill said ever know him Mike he was in the war too fortunate fellow Mike said what times we had how I wish those dear days were back don’t be an ass were you in the war Mike con asked was I not he was

A very distinguished Soldier Brett said tell them about the time your horse bolted down Picadilly ill not I’ve told that four times you never told me Robert con said ‘ll not tell that story it reflects discredit on me tell them about your medals ill not that story reflects

Great discredit on me what story is that Brett will tell you she tells all the stories that reflect discredit on me go on tell it Brett should I you’ll tell it myself what medals have you got Mike I haven’t got any medals you must have some I suppose I’ve the usual medals but

I never sent in for them one time there was this whopping big dinner and the prince of Wales was to be there and the cards said medals will be worm so naturally I had no no medals and I stopped at my Tailor’s and he was impressed by the invitation and I

Thought that’s a good piece of business and I said youie got to fix me up with some metals he said what metals sir and I said and I it oh any medals just give me a few medals so he said what medals have you sir and I said how should I know

Did he think I spent all my time reading the bloody Gazette just give me a good lot pick them out yourself so he got me some medals you know miniature medals and handed me the box and I put it in my pocket and forgot well I went to the dinner and it

Was the night they’d shot Henry Wilson so the prince didn’t come and the King didn’t come and no one wore any medals and all these Coes were busy taking off their medals and I had mine in my Pock he stopped for us to laugh is that all

That’s all perhaps I didn’t tell it right you didn’t said Brett but no matter we were all laughing ah yes said M I know now I know it was a damn dull dinner and I couldn’t stick it so I left later on in the evening I found a box in my pocket

What’s this I said Metals bloody military Metals so I cut them all off their backing you know they put them on a strip and gave them all a around gave one to each girl form of souvenir they thought I was hellzone shakes of a soldier give away medals in a nightclub

Dashing fellow tell the rest Brett said don’t you think that was funny Mike asked we were all laughing it was I swear it was any rate my tailor wrote me and wanted the medals back sent a man around kept on writing for months seems some chap had left them to be cleaned

Frightfully military coat said hell’s own store by them Mike paused rotten luck for the tailor he said you don’t mean it Bill said I should think it would have been grand for the T rightfully good tayor never believe it to see me now Mike said I used to pay

Him1 a year just to keep him quiet so he wouldn’t send me any bills frightful blow to him when I went bankrupt it was right after the medals gave his letters rather a bitter tone how did you go bankrupt Bill asked two ways Mike said gradually and then suddenly what brought

It on friends said Mike I had a lot of friends false friends then I had creditors too probably had more creditors than anybody in England tell them about in the court Brett said I don’t remember Mike said I was just a little tight tight Brett exclaimed you were blind

Extraordinary thing Mike said met my former partner the other day offered to buy me a drink tell them about your learned counsel Brett said I will not Mike said my Learned councel was blind too I say this is a gloomy subject um are we going down and see

These Bulls unloaded or not let’s go down we called the waiter paid and started to walk through the town I started off walking with Brett but Robert con came up and joined her on the other side the three of us walked along pass the i in miento with the

Banners hung from the balcony down past the market and down past the Steep Street that led to the bridge across the ark there were many people walking to go and see the Bulls and carriages drove down the hill and across the bridge the drivers the horses and the whips Rising

Above the walking people in the street across the bridge we turned up a road to the Corrals we passed a wine shop with a sign in the window good wine 30 Cen times a liter that’s where well go when funds Get Low Brett said the woman

Standing in the door of the wine shop looked at us as we passed she called to someone in the house and three girls came to the window and stared they were staring at Brett at the Gate of the Corrals two men took tickets from the people that went in we

Went in through the gate there were trees inside and a low Stone House at the far end was the stone wall of the Corrals with apertures in the stone that were like loopholes running all along the face of each Cor a ladder led up to the top of the wall and people were

Climbing up the ladder and spreading down to stand on the walls that separated the two Corral as we came up the ladder walking across the grass under the trees we passed the big gray painted cages with the bulls in there was one bow in each traveling

Box they had come by train from a bull breeding Ranch in Castile and had been unloaded off flat cars at the station and brought up here to be led out of their cages into the Corrals each cage was stencl with the name and the brand of the bull

Breeder we climbed up and found a place on the wall looking down into the coral the stone walls were whitewashed and there was straw on the ground and wooden feed boxes and water troughs set against the wall look up there I said beyond the river Rose the plateau of the town all

Along the old walls and ramparts people were standing the three lines of fortifications made three black lines of people above the walls there were heads in the windows of the houses at the far end of the plateau boys had climbed into the trees they must think something is going to happen

Brett said they want to see the Bulls Mike and Bill were on the other wall across the pit of the Cor rat they waved to us people who had come late were standing behind us pressing against us when other people crowded them why don’t they start Robert con asked a

Single mule was hitched to one of the cages and dragged it up against the gate in the Corral wall the men shoved and lifted it with crowbars into position against the gate men were standing on the wall ready to pull up the gate of the Corral and then the Gate of the

Cage at the other end of the Corral a gate opened and two steers came in swaying their heads and trotting their lean flanks swinging they stood together at the far end their heads toward the gate where the bull would enter they don’t look happy Brett said the men on

Top of the wall leaned back and pulled up the door of the cor then they pulled up the door of the cage I leaned way over the wall and tried to see into the cage it was dark someone wrapped on the cage with an iron bar inside something seemed to

Explode the bull striking into the wood from side to side with his horns made a great noise then I saw a dark muzzle and the shadow of horns and then with a clattering on the wood in the hollow box the bull charged and came out into the

Corat skidding with his foref feet in the straw as he stopped his head up the great hump of muscle on his neck swollen tight his body muscles quivering as he looked up at the crowd on the stone walls the two steers backed away against the wall their heads sunken their eyes

Washing the bull the bull saw them and charged a man shouted from behind one of the boxes and slapped his hat against the planks and the bull before he reached the steer turn gathered himself and charged where the man had been trying to reach him behind the planks with a half dozen

Quick searching drives with the right horn my God isn’t he beautiful Brett said we were looking right down on look how he knows how to use his horns I said he’s got a left and a right just like a boxer not really you watch it goes too

Fast wait it there will be another one in a minute they had backed up another cage into the entrance in the far Corner a man from behind one of the plank shelters attracted the bull and while the bull was facing away the gate was pulled up

And a second Bull came out into the corat he charged straight for the steers and two men ran out from behind the the planks and shouted to turn it he did not change his Direction and the men shouted huh Toro and wav their arms the two steers turned sideways to

Take the shock and the bull drove into one of the steers don’t look I said to Brit she was watching fascinated fine I said if it doesn’t Buck you I saw it she said I saw him shift from his left to his right horn damn good the steer was

Down now his neck stretched out his head twisted he lay the way he had fall suddenly the bull left off and made for the other steer which had been standing at the far end his head swinging watching it all the steer ran awkwardly and the bull caught him hooked him

Lightly in the flank and then turned away and looked up at the crowd on the walls his crest of muscle Rising the steer came up to him and made it as though to nose at him and the bull hooked perun the next time he nosed at the

Steer and then the two of them trotted over to the other bull when the next Bull came out all three the two bulls and the steer stood together their heads side by side their horns against the newcomer in a few minutes the steer picked the new bull up quieted him down

And made him one of the herd when the last two bulls had been unloaded the herd were all together the steer who had been gored had gotten to his feet and stood against the stone wall none of the Bulls came near him and he did not attempt to Join the Herd we

Climbed down from the wall with the crowd and had a last look at the Bulls through the loopholes in the wall of the Corral they were all quiet now their heads down we got a carriage outside and rode up to the cafe Mike and bill came

In half an hour later they had stopped on the way for several drinks we were sitting in the cafe that’s an extraordinary business Brett said will those last ones fight as well as the first Robert con asked they seemed to quiet down awfully fast they all know

Each other I said they’re only dangerous when they’re alone or only two or three of them together what do you mean dangerous Bill said they all looked dangerous to me they only want to kill when they’re alone of course if you went in there you’d probably detach one of them from

The herd and head be dangerous that’s too complicated Bill said d you ever detach me from the herd Mike I say Mike said they were fine Bulls weren’t they did you see their horns did I not said Brett I had no idea what they were like

Did you see the one hit that steer Mike asked that was extraordinary it’s no life being a steer Robert con said don’t you think so Mike said I would have thought thought you’d loved being a steer Robert what do you mean Mike they lead such a quiet life they never say

Anything and they’re always hanging about so we were embarrassed Bill laughed Robert con was angry Mike went on talking I should think you’d love it you’d never have to say a word come on Robert do say something not just sit there I said something Mike don’t you remember about the steers oh say

Something more say something funny can’t you see we’re all having a good time here come off it Michael you’re drunk Brett said not drunk I am quite serious is Robert con going to follow Brett around like a steer all the time shut up Michael D try and show a little

Breeding breeding be damned who has any breeding anyway except the Bulls aren’t the Bulls lovely don’t you like them Bill why don’t you say something Robert don’t sit there looking like a bloody funeral what if Brett did sleep with you she slept with lots of better people

Than you shut up con said he stood up shut up Mike oh don’t stand up and act as though you were going to hit me that won’t make any difference to me tell me Robert why do you follow Brett around like a poor bloody steer don’t you know

You’re not wanted I know and I’m not wanted why don’t you know when you’re not wanted you came down to San Sebastian where you weren’t wanted and followed Brett around like a bloody steer do you think that’s right shut up up you’re drunk perhaps I am drunk why aren’t you

Drunk why don’t you ever get drunk Robert you know you didn’t have a good time at San Sebastian because none of our friends would invite you on any of the part you can’t blame them hardly can you I asked them to they wouldn’t do it you can’t blame them now can

You now answer me can you blame them go to hell Mike I can’t blame them can you blame them why do you follow BR around haven’t you any manners how do you think it makes me feel you’re a splendid one to talk about manners Brett said you’ve a such lovely

Manners come on Robert Bill said what do you follow her around for Bill stood up and took hold of con don’t go oh Mike said Robert con’s going to buy a drink bill went off with con con’s face was Sal Mike went on talking I sat and listened for a while Brett

Looked disgusted I say Michael you might not be such a bloody ass she interrupted I’m not saying is not right you know she turned to me the emotion left Mike’s voice we were all all friends together I not so damn drunk as I sounded he said I know you’re not Brett

Said we’re none of us sober I said I didn’t say anything I didn’t mean but you put it so badly Brett La he was an ass though he came down to S Sebastian where he damn well wasn’t wanted he hung around Brett and just looked at her it

Made me damned well sick he did P very badly Brett said Mark you Brett’s had affairs with men before she tells me all about everything she gave me this chap con’s letters to read I wouldn’t read them damned Noble of you no listen Jake Brett’s gone off with

Men but they weren’t ever Jews and they didn’t come and hang about afterward damned good chaps Brett said it’s all right to talk about it Michael and I understand each other she gave me Robert con’s letters I wouldn’t read them you wouldn’t read any letters dark you

Wouldn’t read mine I can’t read letters Mike said funny isn’t it you can’t read anything no you’re wrong there I read quite a bit I read when I’m at home th Youk be writing next Brett said come on Michael do buck up youve got to go through with this thing now he’s here

Don’t spoil the fiesta well let him behave then hell behave ‘ll tell him you tell him Jake tell him either he must behave or get out yes I said it would be nice for me to tell look Brett tell Jake what Robert calls you I that

Is perfect you know oh no I can’t go on we’re all friends eron we all friends Jak I can’t tell him it’s too ridiculous ‘ll tell him you want Michael don’t be an ass he calls her Cersei Mike said he claims she turns men into swamp

Damn good I wish I were one of these literary chaps it’d be good you know Brett said he writes a good letter I know I said he wrote me from San Sebastian that was nothing Brett said he can write a damned amusing letter she made me write that she was supposed to be

Ill I damned well was too come on I said we must go in and eat how should I meet come Mike said just act as though nothing had happened it’s quite all right with me Mike said I’m not embarrassed if he says anything just say you were tight quite and the funny thing

Is I think I was tight come on Brett said are these poisonous things paid for I must bathe before dinner we walked across the square it was dark and all around the square were the lights from the cafes under the arcades we walked across the gravel

Under the trees to the hotel they went upstairs and I stopped to speak with Montoya well how did you like the Bulls he asked good they were nice Bulls they’re all right Montoya shook his head they’re not too good what did didn’t you like about them I don’t know they just didn’t give

Me the feeling that they were so good I know what you mean you know what you mean they’re all right yes they’re all right how did your friends like them fine died good Montoya said I went upstairs bill was in his room standing on the balcony looking out at the square

I Stood Beside him where’s con upstairs in his room how does he feel like hell naturally Mike was awful new his terrible when is tight he wasn’t so tight the hell he wasn’t I know what we had before we came to the cafe he sobered up afterward good

What he was terrible I don’t like con God know knows and I think it was a silly trick for him to go down to San Sebastian but nobody has any business to talk like Mike how’ you like the Bulls Grand it’s Grand the way they bring them

Out tomorrow come the murus when does the fiesta start day after tomorrow we have got to keep Mike from getting so tight that kind of stuff is terrible wed better get cleaned up for supper yes that will be a pleasant meal what it as a matter of fact supper was a pleasant

Meal Brett wore a black sleeveless evening dress she looked quite beautiful Mike acted as though nothing had happened I had to go up and bring Robert con down he was reserved and formal and his face was still taut and sow but he cheered up fin he could not stop looking at BR it

Seemed to make him happy it must have been Pleasant for him to see her looking so lovely and know he had been away with her and that everyone knew they could not take that away from him bill was very funny so was Michael they were good together it was like certain dinners I

Remember from the war there was much wine and ignored tension and a feeling of things coming that you could not prevent happening under the wine I lost the disgusted feeling and was happy it seemed they were all such nice people 14 I do not know what time I got to bed

I remember undressing putting on a bathrobe and standing out on the balcony I knew I was quite drunk and when I came in I put on the light over the head of the bed and started to read I was reading a book book by turet probably I read the same two pages over

Several times it was one of the stories in a Sportsman’s sketches I had read it before but it seemed quite new the country became very clear and a feeling of pressure in my head seemed to loosen I was very drunk and I did not want to shut my eyes because the room

Would go round and round if I kept on reading that feeling would pass I heard Brett and Robert con come up the stairs con said good night outside the door and went on up to his room I heard Brett go into the room next door Mike was already

In bed he had come in with me an hour before he woke as she came in and they talked together I I heard them laugh I turned off the light and tried to go go to sleep it was not necessary to read anymore I could shut my eyes without

Getting the Wheeling sensation but I could not sleep there is no reason why because it is dark you should look at things differently from when it is light the hell there isn’t I figured that all out once and for 6 months I never slept with the electric light off that was another

Bright idea to hell with women anyway to hell with you Brett Ashley women made such swell friend awfully swell in the first place you had to be in love with a woman to have a basis of friendship I had been having Brett for a friend I had not been

Thinking about her side of it I had been getting something for nothing that only delayed the presentation of the bill the bill always came that was one of the swell things you could count on I thought I had paid for everything not like the woman pays and pays and pays no

Idea of Retribution or punishment just exchange of values you gave up something and got something else or you worked for something you paid some way for everything that was any good I paid my way into enough things that I liked so that I had a good time either you paid by learning about

Them or by experience or by Taking Chances or by money enjoying living was learning to get your money’s worth and knowing when you had you could get your money’s worth it the world was a good place to buy it seemed like a fine philosophy in 5 years I thought it will

Seem just as silly as all the other fine philosophies I’ve had perhaps that wasn’t true though perhaps as you went along you did learn something I did not care what it was all about all I wanted to know was how to live in maybe if you found out how to

Live in it you learned from that what it was all about I wished Mike would not behave so terribly to con though Mike was a bad drunk Brett was a good drunk bill was a good drunk con was never drunk drunk Mike was unpleasant after he

Passed a certain point I like to see him hurt K I wished he would not do it though because afterward it made me disgusted at myself that was morality things that made you disgusted afterward no that must be immorality that was a large statement

What a lot of Bild I could think up at night what rot I could hear Brett say it what rot when you were with English you got into the habit of using English expressions in your thinking the English spoken language the upper classes anyway must have fewer words than the Eskimo of

Course I didn’t know anything about the Eskimo maybe the Eskimo was a fine language say the Cherokee I didn’t know anything about the Cherokee either the English talked with inflected phrases one phrase to mean everything I like them though I liked the way they talked take Harris still Harris was not the upper

Classes I turned on the light again and read I read the turet I knew that now reading it in the oversensitized state of my mind after much too much Brandy I would remember it somewhere and afterward it would seem as though it had really happened to me I would always

Have that was another good thing you paid for and then had sometime along toward daylight I went to sleep the next two days in Pamplona were quiet and there were no more Road the town was getting ready for the fiesta workmen put up the gate posts

That were to shut off the side streets when the Bulls were released from the Corrals and came running through the streets in the morning on their way to the ring the workmen dug holes and fitted in the Timbers each Timber numbered for its regular place out on

The plateau beyond the town employees of the bull ring exercised picador horses galloping them stiff-legged on the hard sunbaked Fields behind the Bol the big gate of the bull ring was open and inside the amphitheater was being swept the ring was rolled and sprinkled and Carpenters replaced weakened or cracked

Planks in the Barrera standing at the edge of the smooth rolled sand you could look up in the empty stands and see old women sweeping out the boxes outside the fence that led from the last Street of the town to the entrance of the bull ring was already in

Place and made a long pen the crowd would come running down with the bulls behind them on the morning of the day of the first bullu out across the plane where the horse and cattle Fair would be some gypsies had camped under the trees the wine and aguardente sellers were putting up their

Booths one booth advertised anast Toro the cloth sign hung against the planks in the hot sun in the big square that was the center of the town there was no change yet we sat in the white wicker chairs on the terrass of the cafe and watched the

Motor buses come in and unload peasants from the country coming into the market and we watched the buses fill up and start out with peasants sitting with their saddle bags full of the things they had bought in the town the tall gray motor buses were the

Only life of the square except for the pigeons and the man with a hose who sprinkled the graveled square and watered the streets in the evening was the peso for an hour after dinner everyone all the goodlooking girls the officers from the Garrison all the fashionable people of the

Town walked in the street on one side of the square while the cafe tables filled with the regular after dinner crowd during the morning I usually sat in the cafe and read the Madrid papers and then walked in the town or out out into the country sometimes bill went along

Sometimes he rode in his room Robert con spent the morning studying Spanish or trying to get a shave at the barber shop Brett and Mike never got up until noon we all had a vermouth at the cafe it was a quiet life and no one was

Drunk I went to church a couple of times once with Brett she said she wanted to hear me go to confession but I told her that Not only was it impossible but it was not as interesting as it sounded and besides it would be in

A language she did not know we met con as we came out of church and although it was obvious he had followed us yet he was very pleasant and nice and we all three went for a walk out to the Gypsy camp and Brett had her Fortune

Told it was a good morning there were high white clouds above the mountain it had rained a little in the night and it was fresh and cool on the plateau and there was a wonderful view we all felt good and we felt healthy and I felt quite friendly to come you could

Not be upset about anything on a day like that that was the last day before the fiesta 15 at noon of Sunday the 6th of July the fiesta exploded there is no other way to describe it people had been coming in all day from the country but

They were assimilated in the town and you did not notice the square was as quiet in the hot sun as on any other day the peasants were in the outlying wine shops there they were drinking getting ready for the fiesta they had come in so recently from

The Plains and the hills that it was necessary that they make their shifting in values gradually they could not start in paying Cafe prices they got their money’s worth in the wine shops money still had a definite value in hours worked and bushels of grain sold late in the fiesta

It would not matter what they paid nor where they bought now on the day of the starting of the fiesta of San Ferman they had been in the wine shops of the narrow streets of the town since early morning going down the streets in the morning on

The way to mass in the cathedral I heard them singing through the open doors of the shops they were warming up there were many people at the 11:00 mass sanfermin is also a religious Festival I walked down the hill from the cathedral and up the street to the cafe on the

Square it was a little before noon Robert con and Bill were sitting at one of the tables the marble topped tables and the white wicker chairs were gone they were replaced by cast iron tables and severe folding chairs the cafe was like a battleship stripped for Action today the

Waiters did not leave you alone all mour to read without asking if you wanted to order something a waiter came up as soon as I sat down what are you drinking I asked Bill and Robert sure con said jares I said to the waiter before the waiter brought the Sherry the

Rocket that announced the fiesta went up in the Square it burst and there was a gray ball of smoke high up above the theater gayar across on the other side of the pla the ball of smoke hung in the sky like a shrapnel burst and as I watched

Another rocket came up to it trickling smoke in the bright sunlight I saw the bright flash as it burst and another little cloud of smoke appeared by the time the second rocket had burst there were so many people in the arcade that had been empty a minute before that the waiter holding the

Bottle high up over his head could hardly get through the crowd to our table people were coming into the Square from all sides and down the street we heard the pipes and the FES and the drums they were playing the r row music the pipes shrill and the drums pounding and

Behind them came the men and boys dancing when the fifers stopped they all crouched down in the street and when the Reed pipes and the FES shrilled and the flat dry Hollow drums tapped it out again they all went up in the air Dancing In The Crowd you saw only the

Heads and shoulders of the the dancers going up and down in the Square a man bent over was playing on a reed pipe and a crowd of children were following him shouting and pulling at his clothes he came out of the square the children following him and piped them

Past the cafe and down a side street we saw his blank Pock marked face as he went by piping the children close behind him shouting and pulling it he must be the village in idiot Bill said my God look at that down the street came dancers the street was solid with

Dancers all men they were all dancing in time behind their own fifers and drummers they were a club of some sort and all wore workman’s blue smoks and red handkerchiefs around their necks and carried a great Banner on two pole the banner danced up and down with them them

As they came down surrounded by the crowd hurry for wine hurry for the foreigners was painted on the Ben where are the foreigners Robert con asked were the foreigners Bill said all the time a Rockets were going up the cafe tables were all full now the square was

Emptying of people and the crowd was filling the cafes where is bread and M Bill asked ‘ll go and get them con said bring them here the fiesta was really started it kept up day and night for 7 Days the dancing kept up the drinking kept up the noise went up 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 consequence it seemed out of place to think of consequence es 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 that afternoon was the big religious procession San Ferman was translated from one Church to another in the procession were all the

Dignitaries civil and religious we could not see them because the crowd was too great ahead of the formal procession and behind it danced the ri R dancers there was one mass of yellow shirts dancing up and down in the crap all we could see of the procession through the closely pressed people that

Crowded all the side streets and curbs were the Great Giants cigar store Indians 30 ft High Moors a king and Queen whirling and waling solemnly to the ri R they were all standing outside the chapel where San Ferman and the dignitaries had passed in leaving a guard of soldiers the

Giants with the men who danced in them standing beside their resting frames and the dwarfs moving with their whacking bladders through the crowd we started inside and there was a smell of incense and people filing back into the church but Brett was stopped just inside

The door because she had no hat so we went out again and along the street that ran back from the chapel into T the street was lined on both sides with people keeping their place at the curb for the return of the procession some dancers formed a circle around Brett and started to

Dance they wore big wreaths of white garlics around their necks they took Bill and Me by the arms and put us in the circle Bill started to dance Too they were all chanting Brett wanted to dance but they did not want her to they wanted her as an image to dance around

When the song ended with the sharp r r they rushed us into a wine shop we stood at the counter they had bread Seated on a wine cask it was dark in the wine shop and full of men singing Hard voiced singing back of the counter they drew the wine from

Casks I put down money for the wine but one of the men picked it up and put it back in my pocket I want a leather wine bottle Bill said there’s a place down the street I said ‘ll go get a couple the dancers did not want me to go out

Three of them were sitting on the high wine cask beside Brett teaching her to to drink out of the wine skins they had hung a wreath of garlics around her neck someone insisted on giving her a glass somebody was teaching Bill a song singing it into his ear beating time on

Bill’s back I explained to them that I would be back outside in the street I went down the street looking for the shop that made leather wine bottle the crowd was packed on the sidewalks and many of the shops were shuttered and I could not

Find it I walked as far as the church looking on both sides of the Street then I asked a man and he took me by the arm and led me to it the shutters were up but the door was open inside it smelled of fresh tanned leather and hot tarp a

Man was stenciling completed wine skin they hung from the roof in bunches he took one down blew it up screwed the nozzle tight and then jumped on see it doesn’t leak I want another one too A big one he took down a big one that would

Hold a gallon or more from the roof he blew it up his cheeks puffing ahead of the wine skin and stood on the Bata holding on to a chair what are you going to do sell them in Bayon no no drink out of them he slapped me on the back good man ate

Pitas R Milan the lowest price the man who was stenciling the new ones and tossing them into a pile stop it’s true he said eight pitas is cheap I paid and went out and along the street back to the wine shop it was darker than ever inside and very

Crowd I did not see Brett and Bill and someone said they were in the back room at the counter the girl filled the two wine skins for me one held two laters the other held five leit filling them both cost three pitas 60 cm someone at the counter that I had never

Seen before tried to pay for the wine but I finally paid for it myself the man who had wanted to pay then bought me a Dr he would not let me buy one in return but said he would take a rinse of the mouth from the new wine bag he tipped

The Big 5 L bag up and squeezed it so the wine hissed against the back of his throat all right he said and handed back the bag in the back room Brett and Bill were sitting on barrels surrounded by the dancers everybody had his arms on everybody else’s shoulders and they were

All singing Mike was sitting at a table with several men in their shirt sleeves eating from a bowl of tuna fish chopped onions and vinegar they were all drinking wine and mopping up the oil and vinegar with pieces of bread hello Jake hello Mike called come here I want you to to

Meet my friends we’re all having an horse Dove I was introduced to the people at the table they supplied their names to Mike and sent for a fork for me stop eating their dinner Michael Brett shouted from the wine barrels I don’t want to eat up your meal

I said when someone handed me a fork eat he said what do you think it’s here for I unscrewed the nozzle of the big wine bottle and handed it around everyone took a drink tipping the win skin at arms length outside above the singing We could hear the music of

The procession going by isn’t that the procession Mike asked NADA someone said it’s nothing drink up lift the bottle where did they find you I asked Mike someone brought me here Mike said they said you were here where’s K he’s passed out Brett called they’ve put him away

Somewhere where is he I don’t know how should we know Bill said I think he’s dead ah is not dead Mike said I know he’s not dead he’s just passed out on anast stel mono and as he said Anis delmano one of the men at the table

Looked up brought out a bottle from inside a smok and handed it to no I said no thanks yes yes arba up with the bottle I took a drink it tasted of Licorice and warmed all the way I could feel it warming in my stomach where the hell is Con I don’t

Know my it ‘ll ask where is the Drunken comrade he asked in Spanish you want to see him yes I said not me said Mike this gent the Anis Del mono man wiped his mouth and stood up come on come on in a back room Robert con was sleeping

Quietly on some wine casks it was almost too dark to see his face they had covered him with a coat and another coat was folded under his head around his neck and on his chest was a big wreath of Twisted garlics let him sleep the man whispered he’s all right 2

Hours later con appeared he came into the front room still with the wreath of garlics around his neck the Spaniards shouted when he came in Cohen wiped his eyes and grin I must have been sleeping he said oh not at all Brett said you were only dead Bill said aren we going

To go and have some supper con asked do you want to eat yes why not I’m hungry eat those garlics Robert Mike said I say do eat those garlics con stood there his sleep had made him quite all right do let’s go and eat Brett said I must get a

Bath come on Bill said let’s translate Brett to the hotel we said goodbye to many people and shook hands with many people and went out outside it was dark what time is it do you suppose con asked it’s tomorrow Mike said you’ve been asleep 2

Days no said Con what time is it it’s 10:00 what a lot wav drunk you mean what a lot wave drunk you went to sleep going down the dark streets to the hotel we saw the skyrockets going up in the Square down the side streets that led to

The square we saw the square solid with people those in the center all dancing it was a big meal at the hotel it was the first meal of the prices being doubled for the fiesta and there were several new courses after the dinner we were out in the

Town I remember resolving that I would stay up all night to watch the Bulls go through the streets at 6:00 in the morning and being so sleepy that I went to bed around 4:00 the others stayed up my own room was locked and I could not find a key so

I went upstairs and slept on one of the beds in con’s room the fiesta was going on outside in the night but I was too sleepy for it to keep me awake when I woke it was the sound of the rocket exploding that announced the release of the Bulls from the

Corrals at the edge of town they would race through the streets and out to the bullom I had been sleeping heavily and I woke feeling I was too late I put on a coat of cones and went out on the balcony down below the Narrow Street was empty all the balconies were crowded

With people suddenly a crowd came down the street they were all running packed close together they passed along and up the street toward the bull ring and behind them came more men running faster and then some stragglers who were really running behind them was a little bare space and then the Bulls Galloping

Tossing their heads up and down it all went out of sight around the corner one man fell rolled to The Gutter and lay quiet but the Bulls went right on and did not notice him they were all running together after they went out of sight a

Great Roar came from the bull it kept on then finally the pop of the rocket that meant the Bulls had gotten through the people in the ring and into the Corrals I went back in the room and got into bit I had been standing on a stone

Balcony and bare feet I knew our crowd must have all been out at the bull back in bed I went to sleep con woke me when he came in he started to undress and went over and closed the window because the people on the balcony of the house

Just across the street were looking at did you see the show I asked yes you’re we were all there anybody get hurt one of the Bulls got into the crowd in the ring and tossed six or eight people how did Brett like it was all so sudden

There wasn’t any time for it to bother anybody I wish i’ de been up we didn’t know where you were we went to your room but it was locked where did you stay up we danced at some Club I got sleepy I said my gosh I’m sleepy now con

Said doesn’t this thing ever stop not for a week Bill opened the door and put his head in Where Were You Jake I saw them go through from the balcony how was it Grand where you going to sleep LZ the callon KN true sleep no one was up before no we ate at

Table set out under the arcade the town was full of people we had to wait for a table after lunch we went over to the aren it had filled up and as the time for the bull fight came it got Fuller and the tables were crowded closer there

Was a close crowded hum that came every day before the bull fight the cafe did not make the same noise at any other time no matter how crowded it was this hum went on and we were in it and a part of I had taken six seats for all the

Fights three of them were barreras the first row at the ringside and three were sober PTO seats with wooden backs halfway up the amphitheater Mike thought Brett had best sit high up for her first time and Co wanted to sit with them bill and I were

Going to sit in the barreras and I gave the extra ticket to a waiter to sell Bill said something to con about what to do and how to look so he would not mind the horse Bill had seen one season of bull fights not worried about how ‘ll stand

It I’m only afraid I may be bored con said you think so don’t look at the horses after the bull hits them I said to Brett watch the charge and see the picador try and keep the bull off but then don’t look again until the horse is

Dead if it’s been hit I’m a little nervy about it Brett said I am worried whether it’ll be able to go through with it all right you’ll be all right yeah there’s nothing but that horse part that will bother you and they’re only in for a few minutes with

Each bll just don’t watch when it’s bad she be all right Mike said ill look after her I don’t think you’ll be Lord Bill said I am going over to the hotel to get the glasses and the wine skin I said see you back here don’t get cockeyed ‘ll

Come along Bill said Brett smiled at us we walked around through the arcade to avoid the heat of the square that cone gets me Bill said he’s got this Jewish superiority so strong that he thinks the only emotion and Hell get out of the fight we’ll be being bored well watch

Him with the glasses I said oh to hell with him he spends a lot of time there I want him to stay there in the hotel on the stairs we met Montoya come on said Montoya do you want to meet Pedro Romero fine said Bill Let’s go see him we followed Montoya up

A flight and down the corridor has in room number eight Montoya explained he’s getting dressed for the bull fight Montoya knocked on the door and opened it it was a gloomy room with a little light coming in from the window on the Narrow Street there were two beds

Separated by a monastic partition the electric light was on the boy stood very straight and unsmiling in his bullfighting clothes his jacket hung over the back of a chair they were just finishing winding his sash his black hair Shone under the electric light he wore a white linen

Shirt and the sword Handler finished his Sash and stood up and stepped back Pedro Romero nodded seeming very far away and dignified when we shook hands Montoya said something about what great afficionados we were and that we wanted to wish him luck Romero listened very seriously then he turned to me he

Was the best looking boy I have ever seen you go to the bull fight he said in English you know English I said feeling like an idiot no he answered and smiled one of three men who had been sitting on the beds came up and asked us if we

Spoke French would you like me to interpret for you is there anything anything you would like to ask Pedro Romero we thanked him what was there that you would like to ask the boy was 19 years old alone except for his sword Handler and the three Hangers On and the

Bull fight was to commence in 20 mes we wished him mucha swear shook hands and went out he was standing straight and handsome and altogether by himself alone in the room with the hangers on on as we shut the door he’s a fine boy don’t you think so Montoya asked he’s a

Goodlooking kid I said he looks like a Torero Montoya said he has the type he’s a fine boy well see how he is in the ring Montoya said we found the big leather wine bottle leaning against the wall in my room took it and the field glasses locked the door and went

Downstairs it was a good bull fight bill and I were very excited about Pedro Romero Montoya was sitting about 10 places away after Romero had killed his first bull Montoya caught my eye and nodded his head this was a real one there had not been a real one for a long time of

The other two matadors one was very fair and the other was passable but there was no comparison with Romero although neither of his Bulls was much several times during the bull fight I looked up at Mike and Brett and con with the glasses they seemed to be all right

Brett did not look upset all three were leaning forward on the concrete railing in front of them limit me take the glasses Bill said does con look bored I asked that cck outside the ring after the bull fight was over you could not move in the

Crowd we could not make our way through but had to be moved with the whole thing slowly as a glacier back to town we had that Disturbed emotional feeling that always comes after a bull fight and the feeling of elation that comes after a good bull fight the fiesta was going on

The drums pounded and the pipe music was shrill and everywhere the the flow of the crowd was broken by patches of dancer the dancers were in a crowd so you did not see the intricate play of the feet all you saw was the heads and shoulders going up and down up and down

Finally we got out of the crowd and made for the cafe the waiter saved chairs for the others and we each ordered an absent and watched the crowd and the square and the dancers what do you suppose that dance is Bill asked it’s a sort of

Jada they’re not all the same Bill said they dance differently to all the different Tunes it’s swell dancing in front of us on a clear part of the street a company of boys were dancing the steps were very intricate and their faces were intent and concentrate they all looked down while

They danced their rope sold shoes tapped and spatted on the pavement the toes touched the heels touched the balls of the feet touched then the music broke wildly and the step was finished and they were all dancing on up the street here come the Gentry Bill said they were

Crossing the street hello men I said hello jents said Brett you saved us seats how nice I say Mike said that Romero what his name is somebody Am I Wrong oh isn’t He Lovely Brett said and those green trousers Brett never took her eyes off them I say I must borrow your glasses

Tomorrow how did it go wonderfully simply perfect I say it is a spectacle how about the horses I couldn’t help looking at them she couldn’t take her eyes off them Mike said she’s an extraordinary wench they do have some rather awful things happen to them Brett

Said I couldn’t look away though did you feel all right I didn’t feel badly at all Robert con did Mike put in you were quite green Robert the first horse did bother me con said you weren’t bored were you asked Bill con laughed no I wasn’t bored I wish you’d forgive me

That it’s all right Bill said so long as you weren’t bored he didn’t look bored Mike said I thought he was going to be sick I never felt that bad it was just for a minute I thought he was going to be sick you weren’t bored were you

Robert let up on that Mike I said I was sorry I said he was you know he was positively Green Oh shove it along Michael you must never get bored at your first bull fight Robert Mike said it might make such a mess oh shove it along

Michael Brett said he said Brett was a sadist Mike said Brett’s not a sadist she’s just a lovely healthy wench are you a SST Brett I asked hope not he said Brett was a sadist just because she has a good healthy stomach won’t be healthy long bill got Mike

Started on something else than cone the waiter brought the absinth glasses did you really like it Bill asked con no I can’t say I liked it I think it’s a wonderful show Gad yes what a spectacle Brett said I wish they didn’t have the horse part con said

They’re not important Bill said after a while you never notice anything disgusting it is a bit strong just at the start Brett said there’s a dreadful moment for me just when the bull starts for the horse the Bulls were fine con said they were very good Mike said I

Want to sit down below next time Brett drank from her glass of absin she wants to see the bull fighters close by Mike said they are something Brett said that Romero lad is just a Chu he a damned good-look boy I said when we were up in his room I never

Saw a better-looking kid how old do you suppose he is 19 or 20 just imagine the bull fight on the second day was much better than on the first Brett sat between Mike and me at the Barrera and Bill and con went up above Romero was

The whole show I do not think Brett saw any other bull fighter no one else did either except the hard shelled technicians it was all Romero there were two other matadors but they did not count I sat beside Brett and explained to Brett what it was all about I told

Her about watching the bull not the horse when the Bulls charged the picadors and got her to watching the picador place the point of his pick so that she saw what it was all about so that it became more something that was going on with a definite end and less of

A spectacle with unexplained Horrors I had her watch how Romero took the book P away from a fallen horse with his cape and how he held him with the cape and turned him smoothly and suavely never wasting the B she saw how Romero avoided every brusk movement and saved

His bulls for the last when he wanted them not winded and discomposed but smoothly warmed out she saw how close rero always worked to the bull and I pointed out to her the tricks the other bull fighters used to make it look as though they were working closely she saw

Why she liked Romo’s cap work and why she did not like the others Romero never made any contortions always it was straight and pure and natural in line the others Twisted themselves like cork screws their elbows raised and leaned against the flanks of the bull after his horns had passed to give a

Faked look of danger afterward all that was was faked turned bad and gave an unpleasant feel rumo’s bullfighting gave real emotion because he kept the absolute purity of line in his movements and always quietly and calmly let the horns pass him clothes each time he did not have to emphasize their

Closeness Brett saw something that was beautiful done close to the bull was ridiculous if it were done a little way off I I told her how since the death of joelo all the bull fighters had been developing a technque that simulated this appearance of danger in order to

Give a fake emotional feeling while the bull fighter was really safe Romero had the old thing the holding of his purity of line through the maximum of exposure if while he dominated the bull by making him realize he was unattainable while he prepared him for the kill I’ve never

Seen him do an awkward thing Brett said you want until he gets frightened I said hell never be frightened Mike said he knows too damned much he knew everything when he start the others can’t ever learn what he was born and God what looks Brett said I

Believe you know that she’s falling in love with this bull fighter chap Mike it I wouldn’t be surprised be a good chap Jake don’t tell her anything more about him tell her how they beat their old mothers tell me what drunks they are oh frightful Mike said drunk all day and

Spend all their time beating their poor old mothers he looks that way Brett said doesn’t he I said they had hitched the mules to the dead bull and then the whips cracked the men ran and the mules straining forward their legs pushing broke into a gallop and the bull

One horn up his head on its side swept a swath smoothly across the sand and out the Red Gate this next is the last one not really Brett said she leaned forward on the Barrera Romero waved his picadors to their place es then stood his cape against his chest looking across the

Ring to where the bull would come out after it was over we went out and were pressed tight in the crowd these bull fights are hell on one Brett said IM limp as a rag oh you’ll get a drink Mike said the next day Pedro Romero did not

Fight it was mayura bulls and a very bad bull fight the next day there was no bull fight schedule but all day and all night the fiesta kept on 16 in the morning it was raining a fog had come over the mountains from the sea you could not see the tops of the

Mountains the plateau was dull and gloomy and the shapes of the trees and the houses were changed I walked out beyond the town to look at the weather the bad weather was coming over the mountains from the sea the flag bags in the Square hung wet from the white poles

And the banners were wet and hung damp against the front of the houses and in between the steady drizzle the rain came down and drove everyone under the arcades and made pools of water in the square and the streets wet and dark and deserted yet the fiesta kept up without

Any pause it was only driven Undercover the covered seats of the bull ring had been cred Ed with people sitting out of the rain watching The Concourse of Basque and naare dancers and singers and afterward the Val Carlos dancers in their costumes danced down the street in the Rain the drums

Sounding Hollow and damp and the chiefs of the Bands riding ahead on their big heavy-footed horses their costumes wet the horses coats wet in the Rain the crowd was in the cafes and the dancers came in too and sat their tight wounded white legs under the tables shaking the water from their beld

Caps and spreading their red and purple jackets over the chairs to drop it was raining hard outside I left the crowd in the cafe and went over to the hotel to get shaved for dinner I was shaving in my room when there was a knock on the

Door come in I called Montoya walked in how are you he said fine I said no Bulls today no I said nothing but rain where are your friends over at the Irena Montoya smiled his embarrassed smile look he said do you know the American ambassador yes I said everybody knows

The American ambassador hez here in town now yes I said everybody’s seen them I’ve seen them too Montoya said he didn’t say anything I went on shaving sit down I said let me send for a drink no I have to go I finished shaving and put my face

Down into the bowl and washed it with cold water montoo was standing there looking more embarrassed look he said I’ve just had a message from them at the Grand Hotel that they want Pedro Romero and Marshall Lolanda to come over for coffee tonight after dinner well I said

It can’t hurt Marshall any Marshall has been in San Sebastian all day he drove over in a car this morning with Marquez I don’t think they’ll be back tonight Montoya stood embarrassed he wanted me to say something don’t give Romero the message I said you think so absolutely Montoya was very pleased I

Wanted to ask you because you were an American he said that’s what I D do look said Montoya people take a boy like that they don’t know what his work they don’t know what he means any Foreigner can flatter it they start this Grand Hotel business and in one year they’re

Through like Al gabino I said yes like Al gabino they’re a fine lot I said there’s one American woman down here now that collects bull fighters I know they only want the young ones yes I said the old ones get fat or crazy like Gallop well I said it’s easy all you

Have to do is not give him the message he’s such a fine boy said Montoya he ought to stay with his own people he shouldn’t mix in that stuff want you have a drink I asked no said Montoya I have to go he went out I went

Downstairs and out the door and took a walk around through the arcades around the square it was still raining I looked in at the Aruna for the gang and they were not there so I walked on around the square and back to the hotel they were eating dinner in the downstairs dining

Room they were well ahead of me and it was no use trying to catch them bill was buying shoe shines for Mike boot blacks opened the street door and each one bill called over and started to work on Mike this is the 11th time my boots have been

Polished Mike said I say bill is an ass the boot blacks had evidently spread the report another came limpia bodus he said to Bill no said bill for this Senor the boot black knelt down beside the one at work and started on Mike’s free shoe that Shone already in the

Electric light bills a yell of laughter Mike said I was drinking red wine and so far behind them that I felt a little uncomfortable about all this Sho shine I looked around the room at the next table was Pedro Romero he stood up when I nodded and asked me

To come over and meet a friend his table was beside ours almost touching I met the friend a Madrid bullfight critic a little man with a drawn face I told Romero how much I liked his work and he was very pleased we talked Spanish and the critic knew a little

French I reached to our table for my wine bottle but the critic took my arm Romero laughed drink here he said in English he was very bashful about his English but he was really very pleased with it and as we went on talking he brought out words he was not sure of and

Asked me about them he was anxious to know the English for korita Doros the exact translation bullfight he was suspicious of I explained that bullfight in Spanish was the Lydia of a Torah the Spanish word corita means in English the running of bulls the French translation is course detoro the critic

Put that in there is no Spanish word for bullfight Pedro Romero said he had learned a little English in Gibralter he was born in Rhonda that is not far above Gibralter he started bull fighting in Malaga in the bull fighting school there he had only been at it three

Years the bullfight critic joked him about the number of malano Expressions he used he was 19 years old he said his older brother was with him as a Bandolero but he did not live in this hotel he lived in a smaller hotel with the other people who worked for Romero

He asked me how many times I had seen him in the ri I told him only three it was really only two but I did not want to explain after I had made the mistake where did you see me the other time in Madrid yes I

Lied I had read the accounts of his two appearances in Madrid in the bull fight papers so I was all right the first or the second time the first I was very bad he said the second time I was better you remember he turned to the critic

He was not at all embarrassed he talked of his work as something altogether apart from himself there was nothing conceited or bragger about I like it very much that you like my work he said but you haven’t seen it yet tomorrow if I get a good bull I will try and show it

To you when he said this he smiled anxious that neither the bullfight critic nor I would think he was boasting I am anxious to see it the critic said I would like to be convinced he doesn’t like my work much Romero turned to me he was serious the

Crick explained that he liked it very much but that so far it had been incomplete wait till tomorrow if a good one comes out have you seen the Bulls for tomorrow the critic asked me yes I saw them unloaded Pedro Maro leaned forward what did you think of that very

Nice I said about 26 arabus very short horns haven’t you seen them oh yes said Romero they want way 26 arabus said the critic no said Romero they’ve got bananas for horns the critic said you call them bananas asked Romero he turned to me me and smile you wouldn’t call them bananas no

I said their horns all right they’re very short said Pedro Romero very very short still they aren’t bananas I say Jake Brett called from the next table you have deserted us just temporarily I said we’re talking Bulls you are superior tell him that bulls have no balls Mike shouted he was drunk

Romero looked at me inquiring drunk I said baracho mu Baro you might introduce your friends Brett said she had not stopped looking at Pedro Romero I asked them if they would like to have coffee with us they both stood up Romo’s face was very Brown he had

Very nice manners I introduced them all around and they started to sit down but there was not enough room so we all moved over to the big table by the wall to have cck Mike ordered a bottle of fundador and glasses for everybody there was a

Lot of drunken talking tell him I think writing is lousy Bill said go on tell tell him I’m ashamed of being a writer Pedro Romero was sitting beside Brett and listening to her go on tell him Bill said Romero looked up smiling this gentleman I said is a writer Romero was

Impressed this other one too I said pointing at con he looks like valalta Romero said looking at Bill Raphael doesn’t he look like vilalta I can’t see it the critic said really Romero said in Spanish he looks a lot like vilalta what does the drunken one do nothing is that why he drinks

No he’s waiting to marry this lady tell them bulls have no balls Mike shouted very drunk from the other end of the table what does he say he’s drunk Jake Mike call tell him bulls have no balls you understand I said yes yes I was sure he didn’t so it was all

Right tell him Brett wants to see him put on those green pants pipe down Mike tell him Brett is dying to know how he can get into those pant pipe down during this Romero was fingering his glass and talking with Brett Brett was talking French and he was talking Spanish and a

Little English and laughing bill was in the glasses tell him Brett wants to come into oh pipe down Mike for Christ’s sake Romero looked up smiling pipe down I know that he said just then Montoya came into the room he started to smile at me then he saw Pedro Romero with a big

Glass of cognac in his hand sitting laughing between me and a woman with bare shoulders at a table full of drunks he he did not even nod Montoya went out of the room Mike was on his feet proposing a toast let’s all drink till he began Pedro Romero I

Said everybody stood up Romero took it very seriously and we touched glasses and drank it down I rushing it a little because Mike was trying to make it clear that that was not at all what he was going to drink to but it went off all right and Pedro Romero shook hands with

Everyone and he and the critic went out together my God has a lovely boy Brett said and how I would love to see him get into those clothes he must use a shoehorn I started to tell him Mike began and Jake kept interrupting me why do you interrupt me do you think you

Talk Spanish better than I do oh shut up Mike nobody interrupted you no i d like to get this settled he turned away from me do you think you amount to something con do you think you belong here Among Us people who are out to have a good

Time for God’s sake don’t be so noisy con oh cut it out Mike con said do you think Brett wants you here do you think you add to the party why don’t you say something I said all I had to say the other night Mike and not one of you

Literary chaps Mike stood shakily and leaned against the table not clever but I do know when I’m not want why don’t you see when you’re not wanted con go away go away for God’s sake take that sad Jewish face away don’t you think I’m right he looked at

Usure I said let’s all go over to the arena no don’t you think him right I love that woman oh don’t start that again do shove it along Michael Brett said don’t you think I’m right Jake con still sat at the table his face had the sow yellow look

At God when he was insulted but somehow he seemed to be enjoying the childish drunken heroics of it it was his affair with a lady of title Jake Mike said he was almost crying you know him right listen you he turned to con go away go

Away now but I want go Mike said Con then ‘ll make Mike started toward him around the table con stood up and took off his glasses he stood waiting his face sow his hands fairly low proudly and firmly waiting for the assault ready to do battle for his lady love I grabbed Mike

Come on to the cafe I said you can’t hit him here in the hotel good said Mike good idea we started off I looked back as Mike stumbled up the stairs and saw con putting his glasses on again bill was sitting at the table pouring another glass of fundador

Brett was sitting looking straight ahead at nothing outside on the Square it had stopped raining and the moon was trying to get through the clouds there was a wind blowing the military band was playing and the crowd was masked on the far side of the square where the

Fireworks specialist and his son were trying to send up fire balloon a balloon would start up jerkily on a great bik and be torn by the wind or blown against the houses of the square some fell into the crowd the Magnesium flared and the fireworks exploded and chased about in

The crowd there was no one dancing in the Square the gravel was too wet Brett came out with Bill and joined us we stood in the crowd and watched Don Manuel orido the fireworks King standing on a little platform carefully starting the balloons with sticks standing above the heads of the

Crowd to launch the balloons off into the wind the wind brought them all down and Don Manuel orido’s face was sweaty in the light of his complicated fireworks that fell into the crowd and charged and chased stuttering and cracking between the legs of the people the people shouted as each new

Luminous paper bubble Kine caught fire and fell they’re razing Don Manuel Bill said how do you know his Don Manuel Brett said his names on the program Don Manuel orido the pyrot technico of estaat globos illuminados Mike said a collection of globos illuminados that’s what the paper

Said the wind blew the band music away I say I wish one would go up Brett said that Don Manuel chap is furious he probably worked for weeks fixing them to go off spelling out hail to San Ferman Bill said globos illuminados Mike said a bunch of bloody

Globos illuminat come on said Brett we can’t stand here her ladyship wants a drink Mike said how you know things Brett said inside the cafe was crowded and very noisy no one noticed us come in we could not find a table there was a great noise going on

Come on let’s get out of here Billet outside the Poo was going in under the arcade there were some English and Americans from berits and sport clothes scattered at the tables some of the women stared at the people going by with lorion we had acquired at some time a

Friend of bills from pieritz she was staying with another girl at the Grand Hotel the other girl had a headache and had gone to bed here is the pub Mike said it was the bar Milano a small tough bar where you could get food and where

They danced in the back room we all sat down at a table and ordered a bottle of fundador the bar was not full there was nothing going on this is a hell of a place Bill said it’s too early let’s take the bottle and come back later Bill said I don’t want

To sit here on a night like this let’s go and look at the English Mike said I love to look at the English they’re awful Bill said where did they all come from they come from beitz Mike said they come to see the last day of the quaint little Spanish Fiesta ill

Festa them Bill said you’re an extraordinarily beautiful girl Mike turned to Bill’s friend when did you come here come off at Michael I say she is a lovely girl where have I been where have I been looking all this why you’re a lovely thing have we met come along with me and Bill

Come along with me and Bill we’re going to Festa the English ‘ll Festa them Bill said what the hell are they doing at this Fiesta come on Mike said just us three we’re going to Festa the bloody English I hope you’re not English I’m scotch I hate the English I’m going to Fester

Them come on Bill through the window we saw them all three arm in- arm going toward the cafe Rockets were going up in the Square I’m going to sit here Brett said he’ll stay with you con said oh don’t Brett said for God’s sake go off

Somewhere can’t you see Jake and I want to talk I didn’t con said I thought I D sit here because I felt a little tight what a hell of a reason for sitting with anyone if you’re tight go to bed go on a bit was I rude enough to him Brett asked

Con was gone my God I’m so sick of him he doesn’t add much to the gaty he depresses me so his behaved very badly Damned badly he had a chance to behave so well is probably waiting just outside the door now yes he would you

Know I do know how he feels he can’t believe it didn’t mean it I know nobody else would behave as badly oh I’m so sick of the whole thing and Michael Michael’s been lovely too it’s been damned hard on M yes but he didn’t need to be a swine everybody behaves

Badly I said give them the proper chance you wouldn’t behave badly Brett looked at me I D be as big an ass as con I said darling don’t let’s talk a lot of rot all right talk about anything you like don’t be difficult you are the only

Person I’ve got and I feel rather awful tonight you a got m yes Mike hasn’t he been pretty well I said it’s been damned hard on Mike having cone around and seeing him with you don’t I know it darling please don’t make me feel any worse than I do Brett

Was nervous as I had never seen her before she kept looking away from me and looking ahead at the wall want to go for a walk yes and come on I corked up the fundador bottle and gave it to the bartender let’s have one more drink of

That Brett said my nerves are rotten we each drank a glass of the smooth amantel Brandy come on said Brett as we came out the door I saw con walk out from under the arcade he was there Brett said he can’t be away from you poor devil am not

Sorry for him I hate him myself I hate him too she shivered I hate his damn suffering we walked arm in-arm down the side street away from the crowd and the lights of the square the street was dark and wet and we walked along at to the fortifications at the edge of

Town we passed wine shops with light coming out from their doors onto the black wet Street and sudden bursts of music One want to go in no we walked out across the wet grass and onto the stone wall of of the fortification I spread a newspaper on

The stone and Brett sat down across the plane it was dark and we could see the mountains the wind was high up and took the clouds across the moon below us were the dark pits of the fortification behind were the trees and the shadow of the cathedral and the town

Silhouetted against the moon don’t feel bad I said I feel like hell Brett said Don let’s talk we looked out at the plane the long lines of trees were dark in the Moonlight there were the lights of a car on the road climbing the mountain up on the top of the mountain

We saw the lights of the fort below to the left was the river ini to me TV Su it was high from the rain and black and smooth trees were dark along the B we sat and looked out Brett stared Straight Ahead suddenly she shivered it’s cold want to walk back

Through the park we climbed down it was clouding over again in the park it was dark under the trees do you still love me Jake yes I said because I’m a goner Brett said how am a goner I’m mad about the Romero boy I’m in love with him I

Think I wouldn’t be if I were you I can’t help it I’m a goner it’s tearing me all up inside don’t do it no I can’t help it I’ve never been able to help anything you ought to stop it how can I stop it it I can’t stop things feel that

Her hand was trembling I’m like that all through you oughtn’t to do it I can’t help it I’m a goner now anyway don’t you see the difference no I I’ve got to do something I’ve got to do something I really want to do the I’ve lost myself respect you don’t have to do

That oh darling don’t be difficult what do you think it’s meant to have that damned Jew about and Mike the way has acted sure near I can’t just stay tight all the time no oh darling please stay by me please stay by me and see me

Through this sure I’d say it’s right it is right though for me God knows I’ve never felt such a what do you want me to do come on Brett said let’s go and find him together we walked down the gravel path in the park in the dark

Under the trees and then out from under the trees and pass the gate into the street that led into town Pedro Romero was in the cafe he was at a table with other bull fighters and bull fight critics they were smoking cigars when we came in they

Looked up Romero smiled and bow we sat down at a table halfway down the room ask him to come over and have a drink not yet hell come over I can’t look at him has nice to look at I said I’ve always done just what I want I

Know I do feel such a well I said my God said Brett the things a woman goes through yes oh I do feel such a I looked across at the table Pedro Romero smiled he said something to the other people at his table and stood

Up he came over to our table I stood up and we shook hands want you have a drink you must have a drink with me he said he seated himself asked Brett’s permission without saying anything he had very nice manners but he kept on smoking his cigar

It went well with his face you like cigars I asked oh yes I always smoke cigars it was part of his system of authority it made him seem older I noticed his skin it was clear and smooth and very bright there was a triangular scar on his

Cheekbone I saw he was watching Brett he felt there was something between them he must have felt it when Brett gave him her hand he was being very careful I think he was sure but he did not want to make any mistake you fight tomorrow I said yes he said alabino was

Hurt today in Madrid did you hear no I said badly he shook his head nothing here he showed his hand Brett reached out and spread the fingers apart oh he said in English you tell fortunes sometimes do you mind no no I like it he spread his hand flat on the

Table tell me I live for always and be a millionaire he was still very polite but he was sure of himself look he said do you see any Bulls in my hand he laughed his hand was very fine and the wrist was small there are thousands of

Bulls Brett said she was not at all nervous now she looked lovely good Romero laughed at a th duros a piece he said to me in Spanish tell me some more it’s a good hand br said I think hell live a long time say it to me not to

Your friend I said you’d live a long time I know it Romero said am never going to die I tapped with my fingertips on the table Romero sought shook his head no don’t do that the Bulls are my best friends I translated to Brett you kill your friends

She asked always he said in English and laughed so they don’t kill me he looked at her across the table you know English well yes he said pretty well sometimes but I must not let anybody know it would be very bad a Torero who speaks English why asked brast it would

Be bad the people would not like it not yet why not they would not like it bull fighters are not like that what are bull fighters like he laughed and tipped his hat down over his eyes and changed the angle of his cigar and in the expression of his face like at the

Table he said I glanced over he had mimicked exactly the expression of national he smiled his face natural again no I must for get English don’t forget it yet Brett said no no no all right he laughed again I would like a hat like that Brett said good you’ll get

You one right see that you do I will it’ll get you one tonight I stood up Romero Rose too sit down I said I must go and find our friends and bring them here he looked at me it was a final look to ask if it were understood it was understood all

Right sit down Brett said to him you must teach me span he sat down and looked at her across the table I went out the hard-eyed people at the bull fighter table watched me go it was not pleasant when I came back and looked in the cafe 20 minutes later Brad and

Pedro Romero were gone the coffee glasses and our three empty cognac glasses were on the table a waiter came with a cloth and picked up the glasses and mopped off the table 17 outside the bar Milano I found Bill and Mike and Edna Edna was the girl’s name we have

Been thrown out Edna said by the police said Mike there’s some people in there that don’t like me I’ve kept them out of four fights Edna said youie got to help me Bill’s face was red come back in Edna he said go on in there and dance with Mike

It’s silly Edna said there will just be another R damned beer swine Bill said come on Mike said after all it’s a pub they can’t occupy a whole Pub good old Mike Bill said damned English swine come here and insult Mike and try and spoil the fiesta they’re so bloody Mike said I

Hate the English they can’t insult Mike Bill said Mike is a swell fellow they can’t insult Mike I want stand it who cares if he is a damn bankrupt his voice broke who cares Mike said I don’t care Jake doesn’t care do you care no Edna said are you a

Bankrupt of course I am you don’t care do you Bill Bill put his arm around Mike’s shoulder I wish to hell I was a bankrupt ID show those bastards they’re just English Mike said it never makes any difference what the English said the dirty swine Bill

Said I’m going to clean them out Bill Edna looked at me please don’t go in again Bill they’re so stupid that’s it said Mike they’re stupid I knew that was what it was they can’t say things like that about Mike Bill said do you know them I asked Mike

No I never saw them they say they know me I want stand it Bill said come on let’s go over to suo I said they a bunch of Edna’s friends from berits Bill said they’re Simply Stupid Edna said one of them’s Charlie Blackman from Chicago Bill said I was never in Chicago Mike

Said Edna started to laugh and could not stop take me away from here she said you bankrupts what kind of a row was it I asked Edna we were walking across the square to the souo bill was gone I don’t know what happened but someone had the police called to keep

Mike out of the back room there were some people that had known Mike at Camp what’s the matter with Mike probably he owes the money I said that’s what people usually get bitter about in front of the ticket booths out in the Square there were two lines of people

Waiting they were sitting on chairs or crouched on the ground with blankets and newspapers around they were waiting for the wickets to open in the morning to buy tickets for the bull the night was clearing and the moon was out some of the people in the line were

Sleeping at the cafe suizo we had just sat down and ordered fundador when Robert conb came up where’s Brett he asked I don’t know she was with you she must have gone to bed she’s not I don’t know where she is his face was sow under the light he was standing

Up tell me where she is sit down I said I don’t know where she is the hell you don’t you can shut your face tell me where Brett is ill not tell you a damn thing you know where she is if I did I wouldn’t tell

You oh go to hell con Mike called from the table Brett’s gone off with the bull fighter chap dot they on their honeymoon you shut up oh go to hell Mike said languidly is that where she is Con turned to me go to hell she was with you

Is that where she is go to hell it’ll make you tell me he stepped forward you damned pimp I swung at him and he ducked I saw his face duck sideways in the light he hit me and I sat down on the pavement as I started to get on my feet

He hit me twice I went down backward under a table I tried to get up and felt I did not have any legs I felt I must get on my feet and try and hit him Mike helped me up someone poured a caraffe of water on my head Mike had an arm around

Me and I found I was sitting on a chair Mike was pulling at my ears I say you were cold Mike said where the hell were you oh I was around you didn’t want to mix in it he knocked Mike down too Edna said he didn’t knock me out Mike said I

Just lay there does this happen every night at your fiestas Edna asked wasn’t that Mr con am all right I said my head’s a little wobbly there were several waiters and a crowd of people standing around VA said Mike get away go on the waiters moved the people away it

Was quite a thing to watch Edna said he must be a boxer he is I wish Bill had been here Edna said I D like to have seen Bill knocked down too I’ve always wanted to see Bill knocked down Pez so big I was hoping he

Would knock down a waiter Mike said and get arrested i d like to see Mr Robert Con in jail no I said oh no said Edna you don’t mean that I do though Mike said not one of these chaps likes being knocked about I never play games even

Mike took a drink I never like to hunt you know there was always the danger of having a horse fall on you how do you feel Jake all right you’re nice Edna said to Mike are you really a bankrupt I am a tremendous bankrupt Mike said I owe money to

Everybody don’t you owe any money tons do you I owe everybody Money Mike said I borrowed 100 pedos for Montoya tonight the hell you did I said he’ll pay it back Mike said I always pay everything back that’s why you a bankrupt isn’t it Edna said I stood up I had heard them

Talking from a long way away it all seemed like some bad play I’m going over to the hotel I said then I heard them talking about me is he all right Edna asked wed better walk with him I’m all right I said don’t come it’ll see you

All later I walked away from the cafe they were sitting at the table I looked back at them and at The Empty Tables there was a waiter sitting at one of the tables with his head in his hands walking across the square to the hotel tell everything looked new and

Changed I had never seen the trees before I had never seen the flag poles before nor the front of the theater it was all different I felt as I felt once coming home from an outof Town Football game I was carrying a suitcase with my football

Things in it and I walked up the street from the station in the town I’d lived in all my life and it was all new they were raking The Lawns and burning leaves in the road and I stopped for a long time and watched it was all stange then

I went on and my feet seemed to be a long way off and everything seemed to come from a long way off and I could hear my feet walking a great distance away I had been kicked in the head early in the game it was like that crossing

The square it was like that going up the stairs in a hotel going up the stairs took a long time and I had the feeling that I was carrying my suitcase there was a light in the room bill came out and met me in the hall say

He said go up and see con he’s been in a jam and he’s asking for you the hell with it go on go on up and see it I did not want to climb another flight of stairs what are you looking at me that way for I’m not looking at you is there

A deaths go on up and see con he’s in bad shape you were drunk a little while ago I said I’m drunk now Bill said but you go up and see con he wants to see you no all right I said it was just a matter of climbing more stairs I went on

Up the stairs carrying my Phantom suitcase I walked down the Hall to con’s room the door was shut and I knocked who is it Barnes died come in Jake I opened the door and went in and sat down my suitcase there was no light in the room

Con was lying face down on the bed in the dark hello Jake don’t call me Jake I stood by the door it was just like this that I had come home now it was a hot bath that I need a deep hot bath to lie back in where’s the bathroom

I asked Conan was crying there he was face down on the bed crying he had on a white polo shirt the kind head worn at Princeton I’m sorry Jake please forgive me forgive you help please forgive me Jake I did not say anything I stood

There by the the door I was crazy you must see how it was oh that’s all right I couldn’t stand it about bread you called me a pimp I did not care I wanted a hot bath I wanted a hot bath in deep water I know uh no please don’t remember I was

Crazy that’s all right he was crying his voice was funny he lay there in his white shirt on the bed in the dark his polo shirt I am going away in the morning he was crying without making any noise I just couldn’t standed about Brett I’ve been through hell Jake it’s been simply

Hell when I met her down here Brett treated me as though I were a perfect stranger I just couldn’t stand it we lived together at San Sebastian I suppose you know I can’t stand it anymore he lay there on the bed well I said I’m going to take a bat you were

The only friend I had and I loved Brad so well I said so long I guess it isn’t any use he said I guess it isn’t any damn use what what everything please say you forgive me Jake sure I said it’s all right I felt so terribly

I’ve been through such hell Jake now everything’s gone everything I well I said so long I’ve got to go he rolled over sat on the edge of the bed and then stood up the long Jake he said you’ll shake hands want you sure why not we shook hands in the dark

I could not see his face very well well I said see you in the morning and going away in the morning well yes I said I went out con was standing in the door of the room are you all right Jake he asked oh

Yes I said am all right I could not find the bathroom after a while I found it there was a deep Stone tub I turned on the Taps and the water would not run I sat down on the edge of the bathtub when

I got up to go I found I had taken off my shoes I hunted for them and found them and carried them downstairs I found my room and went inside and undressed and got into bed I woke with a headache and the noise of the Bands going by in the street I

Remember remembered I had promised to take Bill’s friend Edna to see the Bulls go through the street and into the r i dressed and went downstairs and out into the cold early morning people were crossing the square hurrying toward the bull across the square were the two lines of men in

Front of the ticket booths they were still waiting for the tickets to go on sale at 7:00 I hurried across the street to the cafe the waiter told me that my friends had been there and gone how many were there two gentlemen and a lady that was

All right Bill and Mike were with Edna she had been afraid last night they would pass out that was why I was to be sure to take her I drank the coffee and hurried with the other people toward the bull I was not groggy there was only a bad

Headache everything looked sharp and clear and the town smelt of the early morning the stretch of ground from the edge of the town to the bull ring was muddy there was a crowd all along the fence that led to the ring and the outside balconies and the top of the

Bull ring were solid with people I heard the rocket and I knew I could not get into the ring in time to see the Bulls come in so I shoved through the crowd to the fence I was pushed close against the planks of the fence between the two

Fences of the runway the police were clearing the crowd along they walked or trotted on into the bull R then people commenced to come running a drunk slipped and fell two policemen grabbed him and rushed him over to the fence the crowd were running fast now there was a great

Shout from the crowd and putting my head through between the boards I saw the Bulls just coming out of a street into the long running pin they were going fast and gaining on the crowd just then another drunk started out from the fence with a blouse in his

Hands he wanted to do cap work with the bulls the two policemen tore out collared him one and hit him with a club and they dragged him against the fence and stood flattened out against the fence as the last of the crowd and the Bulls went by there were so many people

Running ahead of the bulls that the mass thickened and slowed up going through the gate into the ring and as the Bulls passed Galloping together heavy muddy sided horns swinging one shot ahead caught a man in the running crowd in the back and lifted him in the

Air both the man’s arms were by his sides his head went back as the horn went in and the bull lifted him and then dropped him the bull picked another man running in front but the man disappeared into the crowd and the crowd was through the gate

And into the ring with the bulls behind the red door of the Ring went shut the crowd on the outside balconies of the bull ring were pressing through to the inside there was a shout then another shout the man who had been gored lay face down in the trampled mud

People climbed over the fence and I could not see the man because the crowd was so thick around him from inside the ring came the shouts each shout meant a charge by some bull into the crowd you could tell by the degree of intensity in

The shout how bad a thing it was that was happening then the rocket went up that meant the steers had gotten the Bulls out of the ring and into the Corrals I left the fence and started back toward the town back in the town I

Went to the cafe to have a second coffee and some buttered toast the waiters were sweeping out the cafe and mopping off the tables one came over and took my or anything happened at the Nero I didn’t see it all one man was badly coido where

Here I put one hand on the small of my back and the other on my chest where it looked as though the horn must have come through the waiter nodded his head and swept the crumbs from the table with his cloth badly kago he said all for Sport

All For Pleasure he went away and came back with the long handled coffee and milk pots he poured the milk and coffee it came out of the long spouts in two streams into the big cup the waiter nodded his head badly coido through the back he

Said he put the pots down on the table and sat down in a chair at the table a big horn wound all for fun just for fun what do you think of that I don’t know that’s it all for fun fun you understand you’re not an afficionado me what are bulls animals

Brute animals he stood up and put his hand on the small of his back right through the back corn right through the bat for fun you understand he shook his head and walked away carrying the coffa putts two men were going by in the street the waiter shouted to them they

Were grave looking one shook his head MTO he called the waiter nodded his head the two men went on they were on some erir the waiter came over to my table you hear M do dead I dead is dead with a horn through him all

For morning fun es mu flamco da it’s bad not for me the waiter said no fun in that for me later in the day we learned that the man who was killed was named vient Jones and came from near toel the next day in the paper we read

That he was 28 years old and had a farm a wife and two children he had continued to come to the fiesta each year after he was married the next day his wife came in from tala to be with the body and the day after there was a service in the

Chapel of San Ferman and the coffin was carried to the Railway Station by members of the dancing and drinking Society of tal the drums marched ahead and there was music on the FES and behind the men who carried the coffin walked the wife and two children behind them marched all

The members of the dancing and drinking societies of Pamplona Estella tala and sangua who could stay over for the funeral the coffin was loaded into the baggage car of the train and and the Widow and the two children rode sitting all three together in an open third

Class Railway car the train started with a jerk and then ran smoothly going down grade around the edge of the plateau and out into the fields of grain that blew in the Wind on the plane on the way to taal the bull who killed vente giron was

Named banra was number 118 of the bull breeding establishment of Sanchez Tio and was killed by Pedro Romero as the third bull of that same afterno his ear was cut by popular acclamation and given to Pedro Romero who in turn gave it to Brett who wrapped it in a handkerchief belonging to myself

And left both ear and handkerchief along with a number of morat cigarette stubs shoved far back back in the drawer of the bed table that Stood Beside her bed in the hotel Montoya and Pamplona back in the hotel the night Watchman was sitting on a bench inside

The door he had been there all night and was very sleepy he stood up as I came in three of the waitresses came in at the same time they had been to the morning show at the Bullit they went upstairs laughing I followed them upstairs and

Went into my room I took took off my shoes and lay down on the bed the window was open onto the balcony and the sunlight was bright in the room I did not feel sleepy it must have been half past 3:00 when I had gone to bed and the bands had

Waked me at 6 my jaw was sore on both sides I felt it with my thumb and fingers that damn cone he should have hit somebody the first time he was insulted and then gone away he was so sure that Brett loved him he was going

To stay and true love would conquer all someone knocked on the door come in it was Bill and Mike they sat down on the bed some and siero Bill said some and siero I say weren’t you there Mike asked ring for some beer Bill died what a morning

Bill said he mopped off his face my God what a morning and here’s old Jake old Jake the human punching back what happened inside good God Bill said what happened Mike there were these Bulls coming in Mike said just ahead of them was the crowd and some chap tripped and brought

The whole lot of them down and the Bulls all came in right over them Bill said I heard them yell that was Edna Bill said chaps kept coming out and waving their shirts one bull went along the Barrera and hooked everybody over they took about 20 chaps to the infirmary Mike

Said what a morning Bill said the damn police kept arresting chaps that wanted to go and commit suicide with the bull the steers took them in in the end Mike said it took about an hour it was really about a quarter of an hour Mike objected

Oh go to hell Bill said youve been in the war it was 2 hours and a half for me where’s that beer Mike asked what did you do with the lovely Edna we took her home just now she’s gone to bed how did she like it fine we

Told her it was just like that every morning she was impressed Mike said she wanted us to go down in the ring too Bill said she likes action I said it wouldn’t be fair to my creditors Mike said what a morning Bill said and what a

Night how’s your jaw Jake Mike asked S I said Bill laughed why didn’t you hit him with a chair you can talk Mike said he knocked you out too I never saw him hit me I rather think I saw him just before and then quite suddenly I was

Sitting down in a street and Jake was lying under a table where did he go afterward I asked here she is Mike said here is the beautiful lady with the beer the chambermaid put the tray with the beer bottles and glasses down on the table now bring up three more bottles

Mike said where did con go after he hit me I asked Bill don’t you know about that Mike was opening a beer bottle he poured the beer into one of the glasses holding the glass close to the bottle really Bill asked why he went in and

Found Brett and a bull fighter chap in the bull Fighter’s room and then he massacred the poor bloody bull fighter no how Ryme yes what a night Bill said he nearly killed the poor bloody bull fighter then con wanted to take Brett away wanted to make an honest woman of

Her IIT damned touching scene he took a long drink of the beer he is an asked what happened Brett gave him what for she told him off I think she was rather good ‘ll bet she was Bill said then con broke down and cried and wanted to shake hands with the

Bull fighter fellow he wanted to shake hands with bread too I know he shook hands with me did he oh well they weren’t having any of it the bull fighter fellow was rather good he didn’t say much but he kept getting up and getting knocked down again con could

Knock him out it must have been damn funny where did you hear all this Brit dot dot I saw her this morning what happened finally it seems the bull fighter fellow was sitting on the B had been knocked down about 15 times and he wanted to fight some more Brett

Held him and wouldn’t let him get up he was weak but Brett couldn’t hold hold him and he got up then con said he wouldn’t hit him again said he couldn’t do it said it would be Wicked so the bull fighter chap sort of rather staggered over to it Con went back

Against the wall so you want hit me no said Con i d be ashamed too so the bull fighter fellow hit him just as hard as he could in the face and then sat down on the floor he couldn’t get up Brett said Con wanted to pick him up and carry

Him to the bit he said if con helped him head kill him and head kill him anyway this morning if con wasn’t out of town con was crying and Brett had told him off and he wanted to shake hands I’ve told you that before tell the rest

Bill said it seems the bull fighter chap was sitting on the floor he was waiting to get strength enough to get up and hit con again Brett wasn’t having any shaking hands and con was crying and telling her how much he loved her and she was telling him not to be a ruddy

Ass then con leaned down to shake hands with the bull fighter fell no hard feelings you know all for forgiveness and the bull fighter chap hit him in the face again that’s quite a kid Bill said he ruined con Mike said you know I don’t think conen will

Ever want to knock people about again when did you see breett this morning she came in to get some things she’s looking after this Romero lad he poured out another bottle of beer Brett’s rather cut up but she loves looking after PE that’s how we came to go off together

She was looking after me I know I said I’m rather drunk Mike said I think ill stay rather drunk this is all awfully amusing but it’s not too Pleasant it’s not too Pleasant for me he drank off the beer I gave bread what for you know I said if she would go

About with Jews and bull fighters and such people she must expect trouble he leaned forward I say Jake do you mind if I drink that bottle of yours sh bring you another please I said I wasn’t drinking it anyway Mike started to open the bottle would you mind opening it I pressed up

The wire Fastener and poured it for you know Mike went on Brett was rather good she’s always rather good I gave her a fearful hiding about Jews and bull fighters and all those sort of people and do you know what she said yes I’ve had such a hell of a happy life

With the British aristocracy he took a Dr that was rather good Ashley chap she got the title from was a sailor you know ninth baronet when he came home he wouldn’t sleep in a bit always made Brett sleep on the floor finally when he got really bad he used

To tell her head kill her always slept with a loaded service r Brett used to take the shells out when had gone to sleep she hasn’t had an absolutely happy life Brett dot damn shame too she enjoys things so he stood up his hand was shaky I’m going in the

Room try and get a little sleep he smiled we go too long without sleep in these fiestas I am going to start now and get plenty of sleep damn bad thing not to get sleep makes you frightfully nervous we see you at noon at the Aruna

Bill said Mike went out the door we heard him in the Next Room he rang the bell and the chambermaid came and knocked at the door bring up half a dozen bottles of beer and a bottle of fun door Mike told her see senorito I’m going to bed Bill said

Poor old Mike I had a hell of a row about him last night where at that Milano place yes there was a fellow there that had helped pay Brett and Mike out of cans once he was damned nasty I know the story I didn’t nobody ought to

Have a right to say things about mik that’s what makes it bad they ought to have any right I wish to hell they didn’t have any right I am going to B was anybody killed in the ring I don’t think so just badly hurt a man was killed outside in the

Runway was there said Bill 18 at noon we were all at the cafe it was crowded we were eating shrimps and drinking beer the town was crowded every street was full Motorcars from beitz and San Sebastian kept driving up and parking around the square they brought people

For the bull fight sightseeing cars came up too there was one with 25 English women in it they sat in the big white car and looked through their glasses at the fiesta the dancers were all quite drunk it was the last day of the fiesta the fiesta was solid and unbroken

But the Motorcars and tourist cars made little islands of onlookers when the cars emptied the onlookers were absorbed into the crowd you did not see them again except as sport clothes odd looking at a table among the closely packed peasants and black smoks the fiesta absorbed even the beitz

English so that you did not see them unless you passed close to a table all the time there was music in the street the drums kept on pounding and the pipes were going inside the cafes men with their hands gripping the table or on each other’s shoulders were singing the

Hard voiced singing Here Comes Brett Bill said I looked and saw her coming through the crowd in the Square walking her head up as though the fiesta were being staged in her honor and she found it Pleasant and amusing hello you chaps she said I say I have a thirst get

Another big beer Bill said to the waiter GMS is Con gone Brett asked yes Bill said he hired a car the beer came Brett started to lift the glass mug and her hand shook she saw it and smiled and leaned forward and took a long sip good

Beer very good I said I was nervous about Mike I did not think he had slept he must have been drinking all the time but he seemed to be under control I heard con had hurt you Jake Brett said no knocked me out that was all I say he did

Hurt Pedro Romero Brett said he hurt him most badly how is he he’ll be all right ah he won go out of the room does he look bad edley very he was really hurt I told him I wanted to pop out and see you chaps for a minute

Is he going to fight rather I’m going with you if you don’t mind how’s your boyfriend Mike asked he had not listened to anything that Brett had said Brett’s got a bull fighter he said she had a Jew named con but he turned out badly Brett

Stood up I am not going to listen to that sort of rot from you Michael how’s your boyfriend damned well Brett said watch him this afternoon Brett’s got a bull fighter Mike said a beautiful bloody bullfight would you mind walking over with me I want to talk to you Jake

Tell them all about your bull fighter Mike said oh to hell with your bull fighter he tipped the table so that all the beers and the dish of shrimps went over in a crash come on Brett said letun get out of this in the crowd crossing

The square I said how is it I am not going to see him after lunch until the fight his people come in and dress him they’re very angry about me he says Brett was radiant she was happy the sun was out and the day was bright I feel

Altogether changed Brett said You’ had no idea Jake anything you want me to do no just go to the fight with me well see you at lunch no I’m eating with him we were standing under the arcade at the door of the hotel they were carrying tables out and

Setting them up under the arcade want to take a turnout to the park Brett asked I don’t want to go up yet I F fancy has sleeping we walked along past the theater and out of the square and along through the bars of the fair moving with

The crowd between the lines of booths we came out on a cross street that led to the P sarasa we could see the crowd walking there all the fashionably dressed people they were making the turn at the upper end of the park don’t let’s go there

Brett said I don’t want staring at just now we stood in the sunlight it was hot and good after the rain and the clouds from the sea I hope the wind goes down Brett said it’s very bad for him so do I he says the Bulls are all right they’re

Good is that San Ferman Brett looked at the yellow wall of the chapel yes where the show started on Sunday let’s go in do you mind I D rather like to pray a little for him or something we went in through the heavy leather door that moved very lightly it

Was dark inside many people were praying you saw them as your eyes adjusted themselves to the Half Light we knelt at one of the long wooden benches after a little I felt Brad stiffen beside me and saw she was looking straight ahead come on she whispered throaty let’s get

Out of here no or makes me damned nervous outside in the hot brightness of the street Brett looked up at the Treetops in the wind the praying had not been much of a success don’t know why I get so nervy in church Brett said never

Does me any good we walked along I am damned bad for a religious atmosphere Brett said I the wrong type of face you know Brett said I’m not worried about him at all I just feel happy about him good I wish the wind would drop though it’s

Liable to go down by 5:00 let’s hope you might pray I laughed never does me any good I’ve never gotten anything I prayed for for have you oh yes oh right said Brit maybe it works for some people though you don’t look very religious CH I am pretty religious oh right said

Brett don’t start prelighting today today is going to be bad enough as it is it was the first time I had seen her in the old happy careless way since before she went off with con we were back again in front of the hotel all the tables

Were set now and already several were filled with people eating do look after Mike Brett said don’t let him get too bad your friends half gone upstairs the German Metro doel said in English he was a continual eavesdropper Brett turned to it thank you so much have you anything

Else to say no ma’am good said Brett save us a table for three I said to the German he smiled his dirty little pink and white smile is s Madam eating here no Brett said Den I think a tble for two will be enough don’t talk to him Brett said Mike must

Have been in bad shape she said on the stairs we passed Montoya on the stairs he bowed and did not smile ‘ll see you at the cafe Brett said thank you so much Jake we had stopped at the floor our rooms were up she went straight down the

Hall and into Romo’s room she did not knock she simply opened the door went in and closed it behind her I stood in front of the door of Mike’s room and knocked there was no answer I tried the knob and it opened inside the room room was in great

Disorder all the bags were opened and clothing was strewn around there were empty bottles beside the bed Mike lay on the bed looking like a death mask of himself he opened his eyes and looked at me hello Jake he said very slowly I’m getting a little sleep I’ve wanted a

Little sleep for a long time let me cover you over no I’m quite warm don’t go I haven’t got 10 to sleep yet you’ll sleep Mike don’t worry boy H Brett’s got a bull fighter Mike said but her Jew has gone away he turned his head and looked at me damned

Good thing what yes now go to sleep Mike you ought to get some sleep I’m just starting I’m going to get a little sleep he shut his eyes I went out of the room and turned the door to quiet bill was in my room reading the paper see Mike yes

Let’s go and eat I want to eat downstairs with that German head waiter he was damn snotty when I was getting Mike upstairs he was snotty to us too let’s go out and eat in the town we went down the stairs on the stairs we passed a

Girl coming up with a covered trick there goes Brett’s lunch Bill said and the kids I said outside on the Terrace under the arcade a German head waiter came up his red cheeks were shining he was being polite I half a table for two for you gentlemen he said go sit at it

Bill said we went on out across the street we ate at a restaurant in a side street off the square they were all men eating in the restaurant it was full of smoke and drinking and singing the food was good and so was the why we did not talk

Much afterward we went to the cafe and watched the fiesta come to the boiling point Brett came over soon after lunch she said she had looked in the room and that mik was asleep when the fiesta boiled over and toward the bull ring we went with the crap Brett sat at the ring

Side between Bill and me directly below us was the calan the passageway between the stands and the red fence of the barera behind us the concrete stands filled solidly out in front beyond the red fence the sand of the Ring was smooth rolled in yellow it looked a little

Heavy from the rain but it was dry in the Sun and firm and smooth the sword handlers and Bullring servants came down the Kon carrying on their shoulders the wicker baskets of fighting capes and mulatas they were Blood Stained and compactly folded and packed in the baskets the sword handlers opened the

Heavy leather sword cases so the red wrapped hilts of the sheath of Swords showed as the leather case leaned against the fence they unfolded the dark stained red flannel of the mettus and fixed batons in them to spread the stuff and give the Matador something to hold

Brett watched it all she was absorbed in the professional details his his name stencl on all the capes and muletas she said why do they call them muletas I don’t know I wonder if they ever launder them I don’t think so it might spoil the color the blood must

Stiffen them Bill said funny Brett said how one doesn’t mind the blood Below in the narrow passage of the Calon the sword handlers arranged everything all the seats were full above all the boxes were full there was not an empty seat except in the president’s box when he came in the fight would

Start across the smooth sand in the high doorway that led into the Corrals the bull fighters were standing their arms furled in their capes talking waiting for the signal to march in across the arena Brett was washing them with the glasses here would you like to look I

Looked through the glasses and saw the three matadors Romero was in the center belon on his left Marshall on his right back of them were their people and behind the bander arrows back in the passageway and in the open space of the Corral I saw the pator Romero was

Wearing a black suit his tri-cornered hat was low down over his eye I could not see his face clearly under the hat but it looked badly marked he was looking straight ahead Marshall was smoking a cigarette guardedly holding it in his hand belon looked ahead his face

W and yellow his Long Wolf jaw out he was looking at nothing neither he nor Romero seemed to have anything in common with the others they were all alone the president came in there was hand clapping above us in the grand stand and I handed the glasses to Brett there was

Applause the music Started Brett looked through the glasses here take them she said through the glasses I saw Bel Monte speak to Romero Marshall straightened up and dropped his cigarette and looking straight ahead their heads back their free arms swinging the three matadors walked out behind them came all the

Procession opening out all striding in Step all the capes furled everybody with free arms swinging and behind rode the picadors their pics ring like lances behind all came the two trains of mules and the bull ring servants the meadors bowed holding their hats on before the president’s box and

Then came over to the Barrera Pedro Romero took off his heavy gold brocaded cape and handed it over the fence to his sword Handler he said something to the sword Handler close below us we saw Romo’s lips were puffed both eyes were discolored his face was discolored and

Swollen the sword Handler took the cape looked up at Brett and came over to us and Ed up the cape spread it out in front of you I said Brett leaned forward the cape was heavy and smoothly stiff with gold the sword Handler looked back shook his head and said something a

Man beside me leaned over toward Brett he doesn’t want you to spread it he said you should fold it and keep it in your lap Brett folded the heavy Cape Romero did not look up at us he was speaking to belante belante had sent his formal Cape over to some friends he

Looked across at them and smiled his wolf smile that was only with the m Romero leaned over the Barrera and asked for the water jug the sword h Handler brought it and Romero poured water over the prale of his fighting cape and then scuffed the lower folds in the sand with

His slippered foot what’s that for Brett asked to give it weight in the wind his face looks bad Bill said he feels very badly Brett said he should be in bed the first bull was belon belon was very good but because he got 30,000 pitas and people had stayed

In line all night to buy tickets to see him the crowd demanded that he should be more than very good Bel Mon’s great attraction is working close to the bull in bull fighting they speak of the terrain of the bull and the terrain of a bull

Fighter as long as a bull fighter stays in his own terrain he is comparatively safe each time he enters into the terrain of the bull he is in great danger belon in his best days worked always in the terrain of the bull this way he gave the sensation of coming

Tragedy people went to the cdor to see belante to be given tragic Sensations and perhaps to see the death of belmon 15 years ago they said if you wanted to see banti you should go quickly while he was still alive since then he’s killed more than a thousand

Bulls when he retired the legend grew up about how his bull fighting had been and when he came out of retirement the public were disappointed because no real man could work as close to the Bulls as belon was supposed to have done not of course even belon also belon imposed conditions and

Insisted that his Bulls should not be too large nor too dangerously armed with horns and so the element that was necessary to give the sensation of tragedy was not there and the public who wanted three times as much from Belmonte who was sick with a fistula as belon had ever been able to

Give felt defrauded and cheated and bm’s jaw came further out in contempt and his face turned yellow and he moved with greater difficulty as his pain increased and finally the crowd were actively against him and he was utterly contemptuous and indifferent he had meant to have a great afternoon and

Instead it was an afternoon of sneers shouted insults and finally a volley of cushions and pieces of bread and vegetables thrown down at him in the plaza where he had had his greatest triumphs his jaw only went further out sometimes he turned to smile that toothed long jawed

Lipless smile when he was called something particularly insulting and always the pain that any movement produced grew stronger and strong until finally his yellow face was parchment color and after his second bowl was dead and the throwing of bread and cushions was over after he had saluted the president with

The same wolf jawed smile and contemptuous eyes and handed his sword over the Barrera to be wiped and put back in its case he passed through into the Kellan and leaned on the Barrera below us his head on his arms not seeing not hearing anything only going through

His pain when he looked up finally he asked for a drink of water he swallowed a little rinsed his mouth spat the water took his cape and went back into the ring because they were against Bonte the public were for Romero from the moment he left the

Barrera and went toward the bull they applauded him belon watched Romero too watched him always without seeming to he paid no attention to Marshall Marshall was the sort of thing he knew all about he had come out of retirement to compete with Marshall knowing it was a competition gained in advance he had

Expected to compete with Marshall and the other stars of the decadence of bullfight and he knew that the sincerity of his own bull fighting would be so set off by the false Aesthetics of the bull fighters of the decadent period that he would only have to be in the

R his return from retirement had been spoiled by Romero Romero did always Smo smoothly calmly and beautifully what he belon could only bring himself to do now sometime the crowd felt it even the people from baritz even the American ambassador saw it finally it was a competition that belon would not enter

Because it would lead only to a bad horn wound or death belon was no longer well enough he no longer had his greatest moments in the Bullit he was not sure that there were any Great Moments things were not the same and now life only came in

Flashes he had flashes of the old greatness with his Bulls but they were not of value because he had discounted them in advance when he had picked the Bulls out for their safety getting out of a motor and leaning on a fence looking over at the Herd on the ranch of

His friend the bull breeder so he he had two small manageable Bulls without much horns and when he felt the greatness again coming just a little of it through the pain that was always with him it had been discounted and sold in advance and

It did not give him a good feel it was the greatness but it did not make bull fighting wonderful to him anymore Pedro Romero had the great he loved bull fighting and and I think he loved the Bulls and I think he loved Brett everything of which he could

Control the locality he did in front of her all that afternoon never once did he look up he made it stronger that way and did it for himself too as well as for her because he did not look up to ask if it pleased he did it all for himself

Inside and it strengthened him and yet he did it for her too but he did not do it for her at any loss to himself he gained by it all through the afternoon his first quite was directly below us the three matadors take the bull in

Turn after each charge he makes it a picador belante was the first Marshall was the second then came Romero the three of them were standing at the left of the horse the picad door his hat down over his eyes the shaft of his pick angling sharply toward the bull kicked

In the Spurs and held them and with the rains in his left hand walked the horse forward toward the bull the bull was watching seemingly he watched the White Horse but really he watched the Triangular steel point of the pit Romero watching saw the bull start to turn his

Head he did not want to charge Romero flicked his cape so the color caught the Bull’s Eye the bull charged with the reflex charged and found not the flash of color but a white horse and a man leaned far over the horse shot the steel point of the long Hickory shaft

Into the hump of muscle on the Bull’s should and pulled his horse sideways as he pivoted on the pick making a wound and forcing the iron into the Bull’s shoulder making him bleed for Belmont the bull did not insist under the iron he did not really want to get at the

Horse he turned and the group broke apart and Romero was taking him out with his C he took him out softly and smoothly and then stopped and standing squarely in front of the bull offered him the Ki the Bull’s tail went up and he charged and Romero moved his arms

Ahead of the bull we Wheeling his feet firm the dampened mud weighted Cape swung open and full as a sail fills and Romero pivoted with it just ahead of the bull at the end of the pass they were facing each other again Romero smiled the bull wanted it again and

Romo’s Cape filled again this time on the other side each time he let the bull pass so close that the man and the bull and the cape that filled and pivoted ahead of the bowl were all one sharply etched Mass it was all so slow and so

Controlled it was as though he were rocking the bll to sleep he made four Veronicas like that and finished with a half Veronica that turned his back on the bull and came away toward the applaud his hand on his hip his cape on his arm and the bull washing his back

Going away in his own Bulls he was perfect his first bull did not see well after the first two passes with the cape ramero knew exactly how bad division was impaired he worked accordingly it was not brilliant bull fighting it was only perfect bull fighting the crowd wanted the bull

Changed they made a great R nothing very fine could happen with a bull that could not see the lures but the president would not order him rep why don’t they change it Brett asked they’ve paid for it they don’t want to lose their money it’s hardly fair to Romero watch how he

Handles a bull that can’t see the color it’s the sort of thing i’ don’t like to see it was not nice to watch if you cared anything about the person who was doing it with the bull who could not see the colors of the capes or the Scarlet

Flannel of the muleta Romero had to make the bull consent with his body he had to get so close that the bull saw his body and would start for it and then shift the Bull’s charge to the flannel and finish out the pass in the classic manner The Bitz crowd did not

Like it they thought Romero was afraid and that was why he gave that little side step each time as he transferred the Bull’s charge from his own body to the FL they preferred belm Mon’s imitation of himself or Marshall’s imitation of belmon there were three of

Them in the row behind us what’s he afraid of the bull for the Bulls so dumb he only goes after the clock he’s just a young bull fighter he hasn’t learned it yet but I thought he was fine with the cape before probably has nervous

Now out in the center of the Ring all alone Romero was going on with the same thing getting so close that the bull could see him plainly offering the body offering it again a little closer the bull watching dully then so close that the bull thought he had it offering

Again and finally drawing the charge and then just before the horns came giving the bu the red cloth to follow with it little almost imperceptible jerk that so offended the critical Judgment of the bit’s bullfight expert he going to kill now I said to Brett the Bulls still strong he wouldn’t wear himself

Out out in the center of the Ring Romero profiled in front of the bull drew the sword out from the folds of the mulita rose on his toes and sighted along the blade the bull charged as Romero charged Romo’s left hand dropped the muleta over the Bull’s muzzle to Blind

Him his left shoulder went forward between the horns as the sword went in and for just an instant he and the bull were one Romero way out over the bull the right arm extended high up to where the hilt of the sword had gone in between the Bull’s shoulders

Then the figure was broken there was a little jolt as Romero came clear and then he was standing one hand up facing the bull his shirt ripped out from under his sleeve the white blowing and the wind and the bull the red sword hilt tight between his shoulders his head going

Down and his legs set there he goes Bill said Romero was close enough so the bull could see him his hands still up he spoke to the bull the bull gathered himself then his head went forward and he went over slowly then all over suddenly four feet in the air they

Handed the sword to Romero and carrying it blade down the muleta in his other hand he walked over to in front of the president’s box bowed straightened and came over to the Barrera and handed over the sword and muleta add one said the sword Handler he made me sweat said Romero he

Wiped off his face the sword Handler handed him the water jug Romero wiped his lips it hurt him to drink out of the jug he did not look up at US Marshall had a big day they were still applauding him when Romo’s last bull came in it was

The bull that had sprinted out and killed the man in the the morning running during Rose first bull his hurt face had been very noticeable everything he did showed it all the concentration of the awkwardly delicate working with the bull that could not see well brought it up

The fight with con had not touched his Spirit but his face had been smashed and his body hurt he was wiping all that out now each thing that he did with this bull wiped that out a little cleaner it was a good bull a big bull and with

Horns and it turned and recharged easily and surely he was what Romero wanted in Bulls when he had finished his work with the Mula and was ready to kill the crowd made him go off they did not want the Bull killed yet they did not want it to

Be over Romera went on it was like a course and bullfighting all the passes he linked up all completed all slow templed and smooth there were no tricks and no mystifications there was no brusk and each pass as it reached the summit gave you a sudden ache inside the

Crowd did not want it ever to be finished the bull was squared on all four feet to be killed and Romero killed d directly below us he killed not as he had been forced to by the last bull but as he wanted to he profiled directly in

Front of the bull drew the sword out of the folds of the muleta and sight it along the blade the bull watched him Romero spoke to the bull and tapped one of his feet the bull charged and Romero waited for the charge the muleta held low siding along the blade his feet

Firm then without taking a step forward he became one with the bull the sword was in high between the shoulders the bull had followed the low swung flannel that disappeared as Romero lurched clear to the left and it was O the bull tried to go forward his legs

Commenced to settle he swung from side to side hesitated then went down on his knees and Romo’s old brother leaned forward behind him and drove a short knife into the Bull’s neck at the base of the horn the first time he missed he drove the knife in again and the bull

Went over twitching and rigid Romero’s brother holding the Bull’s horn in one hand the knife in the other looked up at the president’s box handkerchiefs were waving all over the Bullit the president looked down from the box and waved waved his handkerchief the brother cut the notched

Black ear from the dead bull and trotted over with it to Romero the bull lay heavy and black on the sand his tongue out boys were running toward him from all parts of the Arena making a little circle around it they were starting to dance around the bull Romero took the

Ear from his brother and held it up toward the president the president bowed and Romero running to get ahead of the crowd came toward him he leaned up against the Barrera and gave the ear to bre he nodded his head and smiled the crowd were all about him Brett held down the

Cap you liked it Romero calledo call Brett did not say anything they looked at each other and smiled Brett had the ear in her hand don’t get bloody Romero said and grinned the crowd wanted it several boys shouted at breath the crowd was the boys the dancers and

The drunks Romero turned and tried to get through the crowd they were all around him trying to lift him and put him on their shoulders he fought and twisted away and started running in the midst of them toward the exit he did not want to be carried on people’s should shoulders but

They held him and lifted him it was uncomfortable and his legs were spraddled and his body was very sore they were lifting him and all running toward the gate he had his hand on somebody’s shoulder he looked around at us apologetically the crowd running went

Out the gate with him we all three went back to the hotel Brett went upstairs bill and I sat in the downstairs dining room and ate ate some hardboiled eggs and drank several bottles of beer belon came down in his street clothes with his manager and two

Other men they sat at the next table and ate belon ate very little they were leaving on the 7even oock train for Barcelona belmon wore a blue striped shirt and a dark suit and ate soft boiled eggs the others ate a big meal belon did not talk he only answered

Questions bill was tired after the bull fight so was I we both took a bull fight very hard we sat and ate the eggs and I watched Bel Monte and the people at his table the men with him were tough-looking and businesslike come on over to the cafe Bill said I want an

Absin it was the last day of the fiesta outside it was beginning to be cloud ly again the square was full of people and the fireworks experts were making up their set pieces for the night and covering them over with Beach branches boys were watching we passed stands of

Rockets with long bamboo stems outside the cafe there was a great crowd the music and the dancing were going up the Giants and the dwarfs were passing where’s Edna I asked bill I don’t know we watched the beginning of the evening of the last night of the fiesta the absin made everything seem

Better I drank it without sugar in the dripping glass and it was pleasantly bitter I feel sorry about con Bill said he had an awful time oh to hell with con I said where do you suppose he went up to Paris what do you suppose hell do oh

To hell with it what do you suppose hell do pick up with his old girl probably who was his old girl somebody named Francis we had another absence when do you go back I asked tomorrow after a little while Bill said well it was a swell Fiesta yes I said

Something doing all the time you wouldn’t believe it it’s like a wonderful nightmare sure I said I de believe anything including nightmares what’s the matter feel low low as hell have another absence here waiter another absen for this Senor I feel like hell I said drink that said Bill drink it

Slow it was beginning to get dark the fiesta was going on I began to feel drunk but I did not feel any better how do you feel I feel like hell have another it won’t do any good R it you can’t tell maybe this is the one

That gets it hey waiter another absent for this Senor I poured the water directly into it and stirred it instead of letting it drip Bill put in a lump of ice I stirred the ice around with a spoon in the brownish cloudy mixture how is it

Fine I knew he don’t drink it fast that way it will make you sick I sat down the glass I had not meant to drink it fast I feel tight you ought to that’s what you wanted wasn’t it sure get tight get over your damn depression well I’m

Tight he is that what you want sit down I want to sit down I said I am going over to the hotel I was very drunk I was drunker than I ever remembered having bit at the hotel I went upstairs Brett’s door was open I put my head in

The room Mike was sitting on the bed he waved a bottle Jake he said come in Jake I went in and sat down the room was unstable unless I looked at some fixed Point Brit you know or she’s gone off with the bull fighter chap. no no yes she looked for you to

Say goodbye they went on the 7:00 train did they bad thing to do Mike said she shouldn’t have done no y have a drink wait while I ring for some beer I’m drunk I said I’m going in and lie down are you blind I was blind myself yes I

Said am blind well bungo Mike said get some sleep old Jake 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 up 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 hez asleep better let him alone he’s blind as a tick Mike said they went out I got up and went to the balcony and

Looked out at the dancing in the Square the world was not Wheeling anymore it was just very clear and bright and inclined to blur at the edges I washed brushed my hair I looked strange to myself in the glass and went downstairs to the dining

Room here he is said Bill good old Jake I knew you wouldn’t pass out hello you old drunk Mike said I got hungry and woke up eat some soup Bill said the three of us sat at the table and it seemed as though about six people were missing book

3:19 in the morning it was all over the fiesta was finished I woke about 9:00 had a bath dressed and went downstairs the square was empty and there were no people on the streets a few children were picking up rocket sticks in the Square the cafes were just

Opening and the waiters were carrying out the comfortable able white wicker chairs and arranging them around the marble topped tables in the shade of the arcade they were sweeping the streets and sprinkling them with a hose I sat in one of the wicker chairs and leaned back

Comfortably the waiter was in no hurry to come the white paper announcements of the unloading of the Bulls and the big schedules of special trains were still up on the pillars of the arcade a waiter wearing a blue apron came out with a bucket of water and a

Cloth and commenced to tear down the notices pulling the paper off in strips and washing and rubbing away the paper that stuck to the stone the fiesta was over I drank a coffee and after a while bill came over I watched him come walking across the square he sat down at

The table and ordered a coffee well he said it’s all over yes I said said when do you go I don’t know we better get a car I think aren’t you going back to Paris no oh I can stay away another week I think you go to San Sebastian I want to get

Back what’s Mike going to do he’s going to St Jean to lose let’s get a car and I’ll go as far as B you can get the train up from there tonight good let’s go after lunch all right he’ll get the car we had lunch and paid

The bill Montoya did not come near us one of the maids brought the bill the car was outside the chauffeur piled and strapped the bags on top of the car and put them in beside him in the front seat and we got it the car went out of the

Square along through the side streets out under the trees and down the hill and away from pampl it did not seem like a very long ride Mike had a bottle of fundador I only took a couple of drinks we came over the mountains and out of Spain and down the white roads and

Through the over foliaged wet green Basque country and finally into beond we left Bill’s baggage at the station and he bought a ticket to Paris his train left at 710 we came out of station the car was standing out in front what shall we do about the car bill asked oh bother

The car Mike said let’s just keep the car with all right Bill said where shall we go letun go to beit and have a drink old Mike the spender Bill said we drove into beitz and left the car outside of very Ritz place we went into the bar and sat on

High stools and drank a whiskey and soda that drinks mine Mike said let’s Roll for it so we rolled poker dice out of a deep leather dice cup bill was out first roll Mike lost to me and handed the bartender a 100 Frank note the whiskies

Were 12 Franks a piece we had another round and Mike lost again each time he gave the bartender a good tip in a room off the bar there was a good jazz band play it was a pleasant bar we had another round I went out on the first roll with Four

Kings Bill and Mike rolled B Mike won the first roll with four jacks Bill won the second on the final roll Mike had three kings and let them stay he handed the dice cup to Bill Bill rattled them and rolled and there were three Kings an Ace and a queen it’s

Yours Mike Bill said old Mike The Gambler I’m so sorry Mike said I can’t get it what’s the matter I’ve no money Mike it I’m Stony I’ve just 20 Franks here take 20 Franks bills face sort of changed I just had enough to pay Montoya Damned to have it

Too it’ll cash you a check Bill said that’s damned nice of you but you see I can’t write checks what are you going to do for money oh some will come through I’ve two weeks allowance should be here I can live on tick at this Pub in St

Jean what do you want to do about the car bill asked me do you want to keep it on it doesn’t make any difference seems sort of idiotic come on let’s have another drink Mike said being Vine This one is on Me Bill said has Brett any money he turned

To Mike I shouldn’t think so she put up most of what I gave to Old Monto she hasn’t any money with her I asked I shouldn’t think so she never has any money she gets 500 quid year and pays 350 of it in interest to Jews I suppose

They get it at the source said Bill quite they’re not really Jews we just call them Jews they’re Scotsman I believe hasn’t she any at all with her I asked I hardly think so what she gave it all to me when she left well Bill said

We might as well have another Dr damn good idea Mike said one never gets anywhere by discussing finances no said Bill Bill and I rolled for the next two rounds Bill lost and paid we went out to the car anywhere you’d like to go Mike Bill asked let’s

Take a drive it might do my credit good let’s drive about a little fine I D like to see the Coast let’s drive down toward hend I haven’t any credit along the coast you can’t ever tell said Bill we drove out along the coast Road there was the green of the

Headlands the white red roofed Villas patches of forest and the ocean very blue with the tide out and the water curling far out along the beach we drove through St Jane to L and passed through villages farther down the coast back of the Rolling country we were going through we saw the mountains

We had come over from pamone the road went on ahead Bill looked at his watch it was time for us to go back he knocked on the glass and told the driver to turn a around the driver backed the car out into the grass to turn it in back of us

Were the woods below a stretch of meadow then the sea at the hotel where Mike was going to stay in St jeene we stopped the car and he got up the chauffeur carried in his bags Mike stood by the side of the car goodbye you chaps Mike said it

Was a damned fine Fiesta go long Mike Bill said HEK see you around I said don’t worry about money Mike said you can pay for the car Jake and Ill send you my share the long Mike so long you chaps youve been damned nice we all

Shook hands we wave from the car to Mike he stood in the road watching we got to Bayon just before the train left a porter carried Bill’s bags in from the consant I went as far as the inner gate to the tracks so long fella Bill said so

Long kid it was swell I’ve had a swell time will you be in Paris no I have to sail on the 17th so long fella so long old kid he went in through the gate to the Train the porter went ahead with the bags I watched the train pull

Out bill was at one of the windows the window passed the rest of the train passed and the tracks were empty I went outside to the car how much do we owe you I I asked the driver the price to Bayon had been fixed at 150 pitas 200

Pitos how much more will it be if you drive me to San Sebastian on your way back 50 pitas don’t kid me 35 pitas it’s not worth it I said drive me to the hotel paneer flurry at the hotel I paid the driver and gave him a tip the car was powdered

With dust I rubbed the rod case through the dust it seemed the last thing that connected me with Spain and the fiesta the driver put the car in gear and went down the street I watched it turn off to take the road to Spain I

Went into the hotel and they gave me a room it was the same room I had slept in when Bill and con and I were in Bayon that seemed a very long long time ago I washed changed my shirt and went out in the town at a newspaper kiosk I bought a

Copy of the New York Herald and sat in a cafe to read it it felt strange to be in France again there was a safe Suburban feeling I wished I had gone up to Paris with Bill except that Paris would have meant more Fiesta in I was through with

Fiestas for a while it would be quiet in San sebas the season does not open there until August I could get a good hotel room and read and swim there was a fine Beach there there were wonderful trees along the prominade above the beach and there were many children sent down with their

Nurses before the season open in the evening there would be band concerts under the trees across from the cafe marinas I could sit in the marina AR as and listen how does one eat inside I asked the waiter inside the cafe was a restaurant well oh very well one eats very well

Good I went in and ate dinner it was a big meal for France but it seemed very carefully apportioned after Spain I drank a bottle of wine for company it was a chateau Margo it was pleasant to be drinking slowly and to be tasting the wine and to be drinking alone a bottle

Of wine was good company afterward I had coffee the waiter recommended a basque lure called isara he brought in the bottle and poured a lure glass full he said isara was made of the flowers of the Pyrenees the veritable flowers of the Pyrenees it looked like hair oil and smelled like

Italian stga D I told him to take the flowers of the Pyrenees away and bring me a view Mark the Mark was good I had a second Mark after the coffee the waiter seemed a little offended about the flowers of the Pyrenees so I over tipped it that made

Him happy it felt comfortable to be in a country where it is so simple to make people happy you can never tell whether a Spanish waiter will thank you everything is on such a clear Financial basis in Fr it is the simplest country to live in no one makes things Complicated by

Becoming your friend for any obscure reason if you want people to like you you have only to spend a little money I spent a little money and the waiter liked me he appreciated my valuable qualities he would be glad to see me back I would dine there again sometime and he would

Be glad to see me and would want me at his table it would be a sincere liking because it would have a sound basis I was back in France next morning I tipped everyone a little too much at the hotel to make more friends and left on the morning train for

Sanest at the station I did not tip the porter more than I should because I did not think I would ever see him again I only wanted a few good french friends in Bayon to make me welcome in case I should come back there again I knew that

If they remembered me their friendship would be loyal at Iran we had to change trains and show passports I hated to leave France life was so simple in France I felt I Was a Fool to be going back into Spain in Spain you could not tell about anything I felt like a fool

To be going back into it but I stood in line with my passport opened my bags for the Customs bought a ticket went through a gate climbed onto the train and after 40 minutes and eight tunnels I was at San Sebastian even on a hot day San Sebastian has a certain early morning

Quality the trees seem as though their leaves were never quite dry the streets feel as though they had just been spr wrinkle it is always cool and Shady on certain streets on the hottest day I went to a hotel in the town where I had stopped before and they gave me a

Room with a balcony that opened out above the roofs of the town there was a Green Mountain Side beyond the roofs I unpacked my bags and stacked my books on the table beside the head of the bed put out my shaving things hung up some clothes in a big armoir and made

Up a bundle for the laundry then I took a shower in the bathroom and went down to lunch ban had not changed to Summertime so I was early I set my watch again I had recovered an hour by coming to San Sebastian as I went into the dining room the concierge

Brought me a police bulletin to fill out I signed it and asked him for two Telegraph forms and wrote a message to the hotel Montoya telling them to forward all mail and telegrams for me to this address I calculated how many days I would be in San sebas and then rote

Out a wire to the office asking them to hold mail but forward all wires for me to San Sebastion for 6 days then I went in and had lunch after lunch I went up to my room read a while and went to sleep when I woke it was

Half 4 I found my swimming suit wrapped it with a comb in a towel and went downstairs and walked up the street to the coner the tide was about halfway out the beach was smooth and firm and the sand yellow I went into a bathing cabin undressed put on my suit and walked

Across the smooth sand to the Sea the sand was warm under bare feet there were quite a few people in the water and on the beach out Beyond where the Headlands of the Kona almost met to form the harbor there was a white line of Breakers and the

Open Sea although the tide was going out there were a few slow rollers they came in like undulations in the water gathered weight of water and then broke smoothly on the warm sand I waited out the water was cold as a roller came I dove swam out underwater

And came to the surface with all the chill gone I swam out to the raft pulled myself up and lay on the hot planks a boy and girl were at the other end the girl had undone the top strap of her bathing suit and was Browning her

Back the boy lay face downward on the raft and talked to her she laughed at things he said and turned her Brown back in the sun I L on the raft in the sun until I was dropped then I tried several dot I dove deep once swimming down to

The bottom I swam with my eyes open and it was green and dark the raft made a dark shadow I came out of water beside the raft pulled up Dove once more holding it for length and then swam ashore I lay on the beach until I was

Dry then went into the bathing cabin took off my suit sosed myself with fresh water and rubbed dry I walked around the harbor under the trees to the casino and then up one of the cool streets to the cafe Marina there was an orchestra playing inside

The cafe and I sat out on the Terrace and enjoyed the fresh coolness in the hot day and had a glass of lemon juice and shaved ice and then a long whiskey and soda I sat in front of the marinas for a long time and read and watched the

People and listened to the music later when it began to get dark I walked around the harbor and out along the prominade and finally back to the hotel for supper There was a bicycle race on the tour dupe Basque and the Riders were stopping that night in San

Sebastian in the dining room at one side there was a long table of bicycle Riders eating with their train trainers and managers they were all French and belgians and paid close attention to their meal but they were having a good time at the head of the table were two

Good-looking French girls with much rude du forour mon marra I could not make out whom they belong to they all spoke in slang at the long table and there were many private jokes and some jokes at the far end that were not repeated when the girls asked to hear

Them the next morning at 5:00 the race resumed with the last lap Sans Sebastian bilb the bicycle Riders drank much wine and were burned and browned by the sun they did not take the race seriously except among themselves they had raced among themselves so often that it did not make

Much difference who won especially in a foreign country the money could be arranged the man who had a matter of 2 minutes lead in the race had an attack of boils which were very painful he sat on the small of his back his neck was very red and the blonde hairs were

Sunburn the other writers joked him about his boil he tapped on the table with his Fork listen he said tomorrow my nose is so tight on the handlebars that the only thing touches the those boils is a lovely Brie one of the girls looked at him down the table and he grinned and

Turned red the Spaniards they said did not know how to Pedal I had coffee out on the terrass with the team manager of one of the big bicycle manufacturers he said it had been a very pleasant race and would have been worth watching if baia had not abandoned it at

Pamplona the dust had been bad but in Spain the roads were better than in France bicycle road racing was the only sport in the world he said had I ever followed the tour to France only in the papers the tour to France was the greatest sporting event in the world

Following and organizing the road races had made him know France few people know France all spring and all summer and all fall he spent on the road with bicycle Road racer look at the number of motor cars now that followed the Riders from town to town in a road race it was a

Rich country and more sportive every year it would be the most sportive country in the world it was bicycle road racing did it that and football he knew France La France sportive he knew road racing we had a con after all though it wasn’t bad to get

Back to Paris there is only one panic in all the world that is Paris is the town the most sportive in the world did I know that choke Tegra did I not I would see him there sometime I certainly would we would drink another fine together we certainly would they started

At 6:00 less a qu in the more would I be up for the depart I would certainly try to would I like him to call me it was very interesting I would leave a call at the desk he would not mind calling me I could not let him take the trouble I

Would leave a call at the desk we said goodbye until the next morning in the morning when I awoke the bicycle Riders and their following cars had been on the road for three hour I I had coffee and the papers in bed and then dressed and

Took my bathing suit down to the beach everything was fresh and cool and damp in the early morning nurses in uniform and in peasant costume walked under the trees with children the Spanish children were beautiful some boot blacks sat together under a tree talking to a

Soldier the soldier had only one arm the tide was in and there was a good Breeze and a surf on the beach I undressed in one of the bath cabins crossed the narrow line of Beach and went into the water I swam out trying to swim through

The rollers but having to dive sometime then in the quiet water I turned and floated floating I saw only the sky and felt the drop and lift of the swells I swam back to the surf and coasted in face down on on a big roller then turned and swam trying to keep in

The trough and not have a wave break over it made me tired swimming in the trough and I turned and swam out to the raft the water was buoyant and cold it felt as though you could never sing I swam slowly it seemed like a long swim

With the high tide and then pulled up on the raft and sat dripping on the boards that were becoming hot in the sun I looked around at the bay the Old Town the casino the line of trees along the prominade and the big hotels with their white porches and gold lettered name off

On the right almost closing the harbor was a green hill with a castle the raft rocked with the motion of the water on the other side of the narrow Gap that led into the Open Sea was another High headl I thought I would like to swim

Across the bay but I was afraid of crap I sat in the Sun and watched the bathers on the beach they looked very small I know what after a while I stood up gripped with my toes on the edge of the raft as it tipped with my weight and

Dove cleanly and deeply to come up through the lightning water blew the salt water out of my head and swam slowly and steadily into to shore after I was dressed and had paid for the bath cabin I walked back to the hotel the bicycle Racers had left several copies of Lotto

Around and I gathered them up in the reading room and took them out and sat in an easy chair in the sun to read about and catch up on French sporting while I was sitting there the concierge came out with a blue envelope in his hand a telegram for you sir I

Poked my finger along under the fold that was fastened down spread it open and read it it had been forwarded from Paris could you come Hotel Montana Madrid a.m rather in trouble Brett I tipped the concierge and read the message again a postman was coming along

The sidewalk he turned in the hotel he had a big mustache and looked very military he came out of the hotel again the concierge was just behind here is another telegram for you sir thank you I said I opened it it was forwarded from Pamplona could you come Hotel Montana

Madrid and rather in trouble Brett the coner stood there waiting for another tip probably what time is there a train for Madrid it left at 9: this morning morning there is a slow train at 11: and the S Express at 10: tonight get me a birth on the S Express do you want

The money now just as you wish he said I will have it put on the bill do that well that meant San Sebastian all shot to hell I suppose vaguely I had expected something of the sort I saw the concierge standing in the doorway bring me a telegram form please he

Brought it and I took out my fountain pen and printed lady Ashley Hotel Montana Madrid arriving s Express tomorrow love Jake that seemed to handle it that was it send a girl off with one man introduce her to another to go off with it now go and bring her back and

Sign the wire with love that was it all right I went into lunch I did not sleep much that night on the sud Express in the morning I had breakfast in the dining car and watched The Rock and pine country between Avala and escor I saw the esaral out of the window gray

Long and cold in the Sun and did not give a damn about I saw Madrid come up over the plane a compact white Skyline on the top of a little Cliff away off across the Sun hardened country the Nordy station in Madrid is the end of the line all trains finish there they

Don’t go on anywhere outside were cabs and taxis and a line of Hotel run it was like a country town I took a taxi and we climbed up through the gardens by the empty Palace and the unfinished Church on the edge of the cliff and on up until

We were in in the high hot modern town the taxi coasted down a smooth Street to the PTO Del and then through the traffic and out into the Carrera sanjan all the shops had their awnings down against the Heat the windows on the sunny side of the street were shuttered

The taxi stopped at the curb I Saw the Sign Hotel Montana on the second floor the taxi driver carried the bag in and left them by the elevator I could not make the elevator work so I walked up on the second floor up was a cut brass sign fell

Montana I rang and no one came to the door I rang again and a maid with a sullen face opened the door is Lady Ashley here I asked she looked at me dully is an English woman here she turned and called someone inside a very

Fat woman came to the door her hair was gray and stiffly oiled in scallops around her face she was short and commanding mu buenos I said is there an English woman here I would like to see this English lady mu buenos yes there is a female English

Certainly you can see her if she wishes to see you she wishes to see me the Chica will ask her it is very hot it is very hot in the summer in Madrid and how cold in Winter yes it is very cold in Winter did I want to stay myself in

Person in the hotel Montana of that as yet I was undecided but it would give me pleasure if my bags were brought up from the ground floor in order that they might not be stol nothing was ever stolen in the hotel Montana and other fondas yes not here

No the personages of this establishment were rigidly selection I was happy to hear nevertheless I would welcome the upbring of my back the maid came in and said that the female English wanted to see the male English now at once good I said you see it is as I said clearly

I followed the maids back down a long dark Corridor at the end she knocked on a door hello said Brett is it you Jake it’s me come in L come in onra I opened the door the maid closed it after Brett was in bed she had just been brushing

Her hair and held the brush in her hand the room was in that dis order produced only by those who have always had servants darling Brett said I went over to the bed and put my arms around her she kissed me and while she kissed me I

Could feel she was thinking of something else she was trembling in my arm she felt very small darling I’ve had such a hell of a time tell me about it nothing to tell the only left yesterday I made him go why didn’t you keep him I don’t

Know it isn’t the sort of thing one does I don’t think I heard him any you were probably damn good for it he shouldn’t be living with anyone I realized that right away no oh hell she said let’s not talk about let’s never talk about all

Right it was rather a knock his being ashamed of me he was ashamed of me for a while you know no oh yes they ragged him about me at the cafe I guess he wanted me to grow my hair out me with long hair ID looks so like hell it’s funny he said

It would make me more woman I D look a fright what happened oh he got over that he wasn’t ashamed of me long what was it about being in trouble I didn’t know whether I could make him go and I didn’t have a s to go away and leave he tried

To give me a lot of money you know you know I told him I had scads up he knew that was a lie I couldn’t take his money you know no oh let’s not talk about it there were some funny things though do give me a cigarette I lit the

Cigarette he learned his English as a waiter in Gibb yes he wanted to marry me finally really of course I can’t even marry Mike maybe he thought that would make him Lord Ashley no oh it wasn’t that he really wanted to marry me so I couldn’t go away

From him he said he wanted to make it sure I could never go away from it after ID gotten more womanly of course you ought to feel set up I do am all right again has wiped out the Damned cone good you know I D have lived with him if I

Hadn’t seen it was bad for we got along damned well outside of your personal appearance oh had have gotten used to that she put out the cigarette M 34 you know I’m not going to be one of these that ruins children no or I am not

Going to be that way I feel rather good you know I feel rather set up good she looked away I thought she was looking for another cigarette then I saw she was crying I could feel her crying shaking and crying she wouldn’t look up I put my arms

Around her don’t let’s ever talk about please don’t let’s ever talk about it dear Brett I’m going back to M I could feel her crying as I held her close he’s so damned nice and he so awful his my sort of thing she would not

Look up I stroked her hair I could feel her shaking I want be one of those she said but oh Jake please let’s never talk about it we left the hotel Montana the woman who ran the hotel would not let me pay the bill the bill had been

Paid oh well well let it go Brett said it doesn’t matter now we rode in a taxi down to the Palace Hotel left the bags arranged for births on the Express for the night and went into the bar of the hotel for a cocktail we sat on high stools at the

Bar while the barman shook the Martinis in a large nickel Shaker it’s funny what a wonderful gentility you get in the bar of a big hotel I said Barman and jockeys are the only people who are polite anymore no matter how vulgar a hotel is the bar is

Always night it’s odd bartenders have always been fun you know Brett said it’s quite true he’s only 19 isn’t it amazing we touched the two glasses as they stood side by side on the bar they were coldly beaded outside the curtained window was the summer heat of Madrid I like an

Olive and a martini I said to the bar right you are sir there you are thanks I I should have asked you know the ban went far enough up the bar so that he would not hear our conversation Brett had sipped from the martini as it stood on the wood then she

Picked it up her hand was steady enough to lift it after that first sip it’s good isn’t it a nice bar they’re all nice bars you know I didn’t believe it at first he was born in 1905 I was in school in Paris that think of that anything you want me to think

About it don’t be an ass would you buy a lady a drink well have two more martinis as they were before sir they were very good Brett smiled at him thank you ma’am well bungo Brett said bungo you know Brett said had only been with two women

Before he never cared about anything but bull fighting he’s got plenty of time I don’t know he thinks it was me not the show in general well it was you yes it was me I thought you weren’t going to ever talk about it how can I help it

You’ll lose it if you talk about it I just talk around it you know I feel rather damned good Jake you should you know it makes one feel rather good deciding not to be a yes it’s sort of what we have instead of God some

People have God I said quite a lot he never worked very well with me should we have another Martini the barman shook up two more martinis and poured them out into fresh glasses where will we have lunch I asked Brett the bar was cool you could feel the heat outside through the window

Here asked Brett it’s rotten here in the hotel do you know a place called boines I asked the barmat yes sir do I do yes sir would you like to have me write out the address thank you we lunched upstairs at Bowen’s it is one of the best

Restaurants in the world we had roast young suckling pig and drank Ria Alta Brett did not eat much she never ate much I ate a very big meal and drank three bottles of Rioja ala how do you feel Jake Brett asked my God what a meal

Youv eaten I feel fine do you want a dessert Lord no Brett was smoking you like to eat don’t you she said yes I said I like to do a lot of things what do you like to do oh I said I like to do a lot of things don’t you want a

Dessert you asked me that once Brad said yes I said so I did let’s have another bottle of Rosa ala it’s very good you have haven’t drunk much of it I said I have you haven’t seen let’s get two bottles I said the bottles came I poured

A little in my glass then a glass for breett then filled my glass we touched glasses Bono Brett said I drank my glass and poured out another Brett put her hand on my arm don’t get drunk Jake she said you don’t have to how do you

Know don’t she said you’ll be all right I’m not getting drunk I said and just drinking a little wine I like to drink wine don’t get drunk she said Jake don’t get drunk want to go for a ride I said want to ride through the town right Brett said I haven’t seen

Madrid I should see Madrid ‘ll finish this I said downstairs we came out through the first floor dining room to the street a waiter went for a taxi it was hot and bright up the street was a little square with trees and grass where there were taxis Park a taxi came up the

Street the waiter hanging out at the side I tipped him and told the driver where to drive and got in beside Brett the driver started up the Street I settled back Brett moved close to me we sat close against each other I put my arm around her and she rested against me

Comfortably it was very hot and bright and the houses looked sharply white we turned out onto the grand vehic oh Jake Brett said we could have had such a damn good time together ahead was a mounted policeman and khaki directing traffic he raised his baton the car slowed suddenly

Pressing bread against me yes I said isn’t it pretty to think so the end

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