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It
took
me
almost
as
long
to
select
a
pseudonym
as
it
had
taken
me
to
write
the
whole
letter
.
I
wrote
the
letter
on
overlay
tissue
paper
.
However
,
I
sealed
it
in
a
Ritz
envelope
.
Then
,
after
applying
a
special
-
delivery
stamp
I
’
d
found
in
Bobby
’
s
top
drawer
,
I
took
the
letter
down
to
the
main
mail
drop
in
the
lobby
.
I
stopped
on
the
way
to
put
the
mail
clerk
(
who
unmistakably
loathed
me
)
on
the
alert
for
de
Daumier
-
Smith
’
s
future
incoming
mail
.
Then
,
around
two
-
thirty
,
I
slipped
into
my
one
-
forty
-
five
anatomy
class
at
the
art
school
on
Forty
-
eighth
Street
.
My
classmates
seemed
,
for
the
first
time
,
like
a
fairly
decent
bunch
.
During
the
next
four
days
,
using
all
my
spare
time
,
plus
some
time
that
didn
’
t
quite
belong
to
me
,
I
drew
a
dozen
or
more
samples
of
what
I
thought
were
typical
examples
of
American
commercial
art
.
Working
mostly
in
washes
,
but
occasionally
,
to
show
off
,
in
line
,
I
drew
people
in
evening
clothes
stepping
out
of
limousines
on
opening
nights
—
lean
,
erect
,
super
-
chic
couples
who
had
obviously
never
in
their
lives
inflicted
suffering
as
a
result
of
underarm
carelessness
—
couples
,
in
fact
,
who
perhaps
didn
’
t
have
any
underarms
.
I
drew
suntanned
young
giants
in
white
dinner
jackets
,
seated
at
white
tables
alongside
turquoise
swimming
pools
,
toasting
each
other
,
rather
excitedly
,
with
highballs
made
from
a
cheap
but
ostensibly
ultrafashionable
brand
of
rye
whisky
.
I
drew
ruddy
,
billboard
-
genic
children
,
beside
themselves
with
delight
and
good
health
,
holding
up
their
empty
bowls
of
breakfast
food
and
pleading
,
good
-
naturedly
,
for
more
.
I
drew
laughing
,
high
-
breasted
girls
aquaplaning
without
a
care
in
the
world
,
as
a
result
of
being
amply
protected
against
such
national
evils
as
bleeding
gums
,
facial
blemishes
,
unsightly
hairs
,
and
faulty
or
inadequate
life
insurance
.
I
drew
housewives
who
,
until
they
reached
for
the
right
soap
flakes
,
laid
themselves
wide
open
to
straggly
hair
,
poor
posture
,
unruly
children
,
disaffected
husbands
,
rough
(
but
slender
)
hands
,
untidy
(
but
enormous
)
kitchens
.
When
the
samples
were
finished
,
I
mailed
them
immediately
to
M
.
Yoshoto
,
along
with
a
half
-
dozen
or
so
non
-
commercial
paintings
of
mine
that
I
’
d
brought
with
me
from
France
.
I
also
enclosed
what
I
thought
was
a
very
casual
note
that
only
just
began
to
tell
the
richly
human
little
story
of
how
,
quite
alone
and
variously
handicapped
,
in
the
purest
romantic
tradition
,
I
had
reached
the
cold
,
white
,
isolating
summits
of
my
profession
.
The
next
few
days
were
horribly
suspenseful
,
but
before
the
week
was
out
,
a
letter
came
from
M
.
Yoshoto
accepting
me
as
an
instructor
at
Les
Amis
Des
Vieux
Maitres
.
The
letter
was
written
in
English
,
even
though
I
had
written
in
French
.
(
I
later
gathered
that
M
.
Yoshoto
,
who
knew
French
but
not
English
,
had
,
for
some
reason
,
assigned
the
writing
of
the
letter
to
Mme
.
Yoshoto
,
who
had
some
working
knowledge
of
English
.
)
M
.
Yoshoto
said
that
the
summer
session
would
probably
be
the
busiest
session
of
the
year
,
and
that
it
started
on
24
June
.
This
gave
me
almost
five
weeks
,
he
pointed
out
,
to
settle
my
affairs
.
He
offered
me
his
unlimited
sympathy
for
,
in
effect
,
my
recent
emotional
and
financial
setbacks
.
He
hoped
that
I
would
arrange
myself
to
report
at
Les
Amis
Des
Vieux
Maitres
on
Sunday
,
23
June
,
in
order
to
learn
of
my
duties
and
to
become
"
firm
friends
"
with
the
other
instructors
(
who
,
I
later
learned
,
were
two
in
number
,
and
consisted
of
M
.
Yoshoto
and
Mme
.
Yoshoto
)
.
He
deeply
regretted
that
it
was
not
the
school
’
s
policy
to
advance
transportation
fare
to
new
instructors
.
Starting
salary
was
twenty
-
eight
dollars
a
week
-
which
was
not
,
M
.
Yoshoto
said
he
realized
,
a
very
large
sum
of
funds
,
but
since
it
included
bed
and
nourishing
food
,
and
since
he
sensed
in
me
the
true
vocationary
spirit
,
he
hoped
I
would
not
feel
cast
down
with
vigor
.
He
awaited
a
telegram
of
formal
acceptance
from
me
with
eagerness
and
my
arrival
with
a
spirit
of
pleasantness
,
and
remained
,
sincerely
,
my
new
friend
and
employer
,
I
.
Yoshoto
,
formerly
of
the
Imperial
Academy
of
Fine
Arts
,
Tokyo
.
My
telegram
of
formal
acceptance
went
out
within
five
minutes
.
Oddly
enough
,
in
my
excitement
,
or
quite
possibly
from
a
feeling
of
guilt
because
I
was
using
Bobby
’
s
phone
to
send
the
wire
,
I
deliberately
sat
on
my
prose
and
kept
the
message
down
to
ten
words
.
That
evening
when
,
as
usual
,
I
met
Bobby
for
dinner
at
seven
o
’
clock
in
the
Oval
Room
,
I
was
annoyed
to
see
that
he
’
d
brought
a
guest
along
.
I
hadn
’
t
said
or
implied
a
word
to
him
about
my
recent
,
extracurricular
doings
,
and
I
was
dying
to
make
this
final
news
-
break
—
to
scoop
him
thoroughly
—
when
we
were
alone
.
The
guest
was
a
very
attractive
young
lady
,
then
only
a
few
months
divorced
,
whom
Bobby
had
been
seeing
a
lot
of
and
whom
I
’
d
met
on
several
occasions
.
She
was
an
altogether
charming
person
whose
every
attempt
to
be
friendly
to
me
,
to
gently
persuade
me
to
take
off
my
armor
,
or
at
least
my
helmet
,
I
chose
to
interpret
as
an
implied
invitation
to
join
her
in
bed
at
my
earliest
convenience
—
that
is
,
as
soon
as
Bobby
,
who
clearly
was
too
old
for
her
,
could
be
given
the
slip
.
I
was
hostile
and
laconic
throughout
dinner
.
