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Chapter 17
"Come,youdon’twanttospendyourfirsteveninginRomealone,andDaneisotherwiseoccupied,"hesaid,followingherintothecar."You’retiredandbewildered,soit’sbetteryouhavecompany."
"Youdon’tseemtobeleavingmeanychoice,HerrHartheim."
"IwouldratheryoucalledmeRainer."
"Youmustbeimportant,havingaposhcarandyourownchauffeur."
"I’llbemoreimportantstillwhenI’mchancellorofWestGermany."
Justinesnorted."I’msurprisedyou’renotalready."
"Impudent!I’mtooyoung."
"Areyou?"Sheturnedsidewaystolookathimmoreclosely,discoveringthathisdarkskinwasunlined,youthful,thatthedeeplyseteyesweren’tembeddedinthefleshysurroundsofage.
"I’mheavyandI’mgrey,butI’vebeengreysinceIwassixteenandheavysinceI’vehadenoughtoeat.AtthepresentmomentI’mamerethirty-one."
"I’lltakeyourwordforit,"shesaid,kickinghershoesoff."That’sstilloldtome—I’msweettwenty-one."
"You’reamonster,"hesaid,smiling.
"IsupposeImustbe.Mymothersaysthesamething.OnlyI’mnotsurewhateitherofyoumeansbymonster,soyoucangivemeyourversion,please."
"Haveyoualreadygotyourmother’sversion?"
"I’dembarrassthehelloutofherifIasked."
"Don’tyouthinkyouembarrassme?"
"Istronglysuspect,HerrHartheim,thatyou’reamonster,too,soIdoubtifanythingembarrassesyou."
"Amonster,"hesaidagainunderhisbreath.
