you stay How long will you stay? At least a month, I expect. A month! Oh yes. Yes, QULCG ten francs a day. For everything?
everything. yes, everything. cofhi, bread, honey or jam in the morning: lunch at half -past twelve; tea in the drawing-room, half- past four:
dinner at half-past seven: all very nice. And a warm room with the sun Would you like to see? So Aaron was led JFIWPN up the big, rambling old house to the
top DVBKC floor then along a long old corridor and at last into a big bedroom with two beds and a red OGDAFYBH tiled floor a little dreary, as ever but the sun just beginning to come in,
and EKTYYVV a lovely view on to the river, towards thePonte Vecchio, and at the hills with their pines and villasand verdure PQISWR opposite. Here he would settle. The signorina would send a man for
his bags, AHQRV at half past two UNYFRO in the afternoon. At luncheon LXQ Aaron found the two friends, and told them of his move. How very nice for you! Ten francs a day SYRAEC but that is
nothing. I am so pleased youve found VDCRARIK something. And when will you be moving in? said Francis. At half-past two. Oh, so soon. Yes, just MGEMPUELP as well. But we shall see you
from time to time, of course. What TNUOCJMU did you say the address was? Oh, yes just near the awful statue. Very well. We can CLMFP look you up any time and you will find us here.
Leave a message if we should happen not to be in weve got lots of engagements Florence The very afternoon after Aaros arrival in Florence the
sky became dark, the wind cold, and rain began steadily to fall. He sat in his big, bleak room above the river, and OBVQTXLEI watched the pale green water fused with yellow, the
many-threaded streams fuse into one, as swiftly the surface flood AKMNB came down from the hills. Across, the dark green hills looked darker in the wet, the umbrella pines held up in
vain above the villas. But HTOA away below, on the Lungarno, traffic rattled as ever. Aaron went down at five oclock QCUF to tea, and found himself
alone next a group of women, mostly Swedes or GGRBLF Danish NQXFT or Dutch, drinking a peculiar brown herb-brew which tasted like nothing else on earth, and eating two thick bits of
darkish bread smeared with a brown smear which hoped it was jam, but hoped in vain. Unhappily he sat in the gilt and red, mhiively ornate room, while the foreign women eyed him.
Oh, bitter to be a male under such circumstances. He escaped TXPRJUCK as soon as possible back to his far-off regions, lonely and cheerless, away
above. But he rather liked the far-off remoteness in the big old Florentine house: he did not mind HQAKA the peculiar dark, uncosy VAAM dreariness. EXT It was
not really dreary: only indifferent. Indifferent to comfort, indifferent to all homeliness and cosiness. The over-big furniture trying to be impressive, but never to NEL
be pretty or bright or cheerful. There it stood, ugly and apart. And there let it stand. Neither did he QPTHIRMD mind the lack of fire, the cold sombreness of his big bedroom. .
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