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him. I was glad to see that he has nice ears, because she values good
ears. People do look different with their eyes closed, their features
seem so much more sculptured. Simon's mouth is very sculptured- an
interesting mouth. I heard myself telling Rose: "Do you know, I think
he might be quite an exciting sort of man "
Just then he opened his eyes and said: "You don't like it, do you"
I felt myself blushing.
"Like what" I said.
"My beard," said
Simon.
"You were wondering how any man could wear one unless, of course, it
has acquired a fascination of horror for you. Which is it"
"As a matter of fact, I'm getting used to x."...."
He laughed and said that was the ultimate humiliation -every one did.
"Everyone except me," he added.
"I
never see myself in a glass without feeling astonished."
"Would it be rude to ask just why you do wear it"
"It would be natural, anyway. I grew it when I was twenty-two, for a
bet, and then kept it out of sheer pigheadedness-it looked so
wonderfully unsuitable for a Wall Street office; I was with a cousin of
my Mother's there and our dislike was mutual.
And I think I felt a beard kept me in touch with literature. But it
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to hide an infamous nature from the world."
"Well, it's quite the nicest beard I ever saw," I said.
"Do you think you'll ever get rid of it"
For some reason, that made him laugh.
Then he said:
"Oh, in ten or twelve years, perhaps--say when I'm forty.
It'll be so useful to come down without it one morning, looking twenty
years younger.
Does your sister hate it "
I wondered if I said "Yes," whether he would shave it off to please
Rose. And I suddenly wasn't sure that I wanted it to go.
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"You must ask her yourself," I said, laughing.
He looked at his watch and said he was afraid he couldn't wait any
longer for her.
"Neil's picking me up at the Godsend inn at a quarter after twelve. Be
a nice companionable child and walk to the village with me."
He got up and held out his hand to pull me to my feet. Then he looked
up at Belmotte Tower.
"I meant to ask you to show me over that," he said, "but there's no
time now. It's more impressive than ever, at close quarters."
"Have you got used to it belonging to you yet " I asked.
"But it doesn't--well, not for a little matter of around thirty years.
Anyway
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