
[2359] certainly not, anything he liked, but not the pip.
[2360] He mused [⁁]meditated.
[2361] Have you
tried bicarbonate? he said.
[2362] I beg your pardon? I said.
[2363] Bicarbonate of
soda, he said, have you tried it?
[2364] Why no, I said.
[2365] Try it! he cried,
flushing with pleasure, have her swallow a few dessertspoonfuls, several
times a day, for a few months.
[2366] You'll see, you won't know her.
[2367] A powder?
I said.
[2368] Bless my heart to be sure, he said.
[2376] This interview with Father Ambrose left me with a painful impression.
[2377] He was still the same dear man, and yet not.
[2378] I seemed to have surprised,
on his face, a lack, how shall I say, a lack of nobility.
[2379] The host, it is
only fair to say, was lying heavy on my stomach.
[2380] And as I made my way
home I felt like one who, having swallowed a pain-killer, is first
astonished, then indignant, on obtaining no relief.
[2384] The stew was a great disappointment.
[2385] Where are the onions? I cried.
[2386] Gone to nothing, replied Martha.
[2387] I rushed into the kitchen, to look for
the onions I suspected her of having removed from the pot, because she
knew how much I liked them.
[2388] I even rummaged in the bin.
[2389] Nothing.
[2390] She
watched me mockingly.
[2391] I went up to my room again, drew back the curtains on a calamitous
sky and lyay down.
[2392] I could not understand what was happening to me.
[2393] I
found it painful at that period not to understand.
[2394] I tried to pull myself
together.
[2395] In vain.
[2396] I might have known.
[2397] My life was running out, I knew not
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