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Chapter 66

           BeforeIwent,IhadsomeideathatImighttellthemalittleaboutBourani;Isawaspellbounddinnertable.Buttheideadidnotsurvivethefirstfiveminutesofconversation.Therewereeightofus,fivefromtheCouncil,anEmbassysecretary,andalittlemiddle-agedqueer,acritic,whohadcometodosomelectures.Therewasagooddealofliterarychitchat.Thequeerwaitedlikeasmallvulturefornamestobeproduced."HasanyonereadMurdoch’slatest?"askedtheEmbassyman."Couldn’tstandit.""OhIratherenjoyedit."Thequeertouchedhisbowtie."OfcourseyouknowwhatIrissaidwhenshe…"Ilookedroundtheotherfaces,afterhehaddonethisforthetenthtime,hopingtoseeaflickeroffellowfeeling,someoneelsewhowantedtoshoutathimthatwritingwasaboutbooks,notthetriviaofprivatelives.Buttheywereallthesame,eachmindsetinthesameweirdarmor,likeanarchosaur’sruff,likeafringeoficicles.AllIheardthewholeeveningwasthetinkleofbrokeniceneedlesaspeopletriedtimidlyandvainlytoreachthroughthestalefenceofwords,tinkle,tinkle,andthenwithdrew.Nobodysaidwhattheyreallywanted,whattheyreallythought.Nobodybehavedwithbreadth,withwarmth,withnaturalness;andfinallyitbecamepathetic.IcouldseethatmyhostandhiswifehadagenuineloveofGreece,butitlaychokedintheirthroats.ThecriticmadeaperceptivelittledisquisitiononLeavis,andthenruineditbyacheapsquirtofmalice.

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