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He
is
the
only
person
I
know
who
always
seems
to
mean
what
he
says
when
he
talks
about
art
.
If
one
day
you
found
he
didn
’
t
,
it
would
be
like
a
blasphemy
.
And
there
is
the
fact
that
he
is
a
good
painter
,
and
I
know
he
will
be
quite
famous
one
day
,
and
this
influences
me
more
than
it
should
.
Not
only
what
he
is
,
what
he
will
be
.
I
remember
later
he
said
(
Professor
Higgins
again
)
.
You
don
’
t
really
stand
a
dog
’
s
chance
anyhow
.
You
’
re
too
pretty
.
The
art
of
love
’
s
your
line
:
not
the
love
of
art
.
I
’
m
going
to
the
Heath
to
drown
myself
,
I
said
.
I
shouldn
’
t
marry
.
Have
a
tragic
love
affaire
.
Have
your
ovaries
cut
out
.
Something
.
And
he
gave
me
one
of
his
really
wicked
looks
out
of
the
corners
of
his
eyes
.
It
wasn
’
t
just
that
.
It
was
frightened
in
a
funny
little
-
boy
way
,
too
.
As
if
he
’
d
said
something
he
knew
he
shouldn
’
t
have
,
to
see
how
I
would
react
.
And
suddenly
he
seemed
much
younger
than
me
.
He
so
often
seems
young
in
a
way
I
can
’
t
explain
.
Perhaps
it
’
s
that
he
’
s
made
me
look
at
myself
and
see
that
what
I
believe
is
old
and
stuffy
.
People
who
teach
you
cram
old
ideas
,
old
views
,
old
ways
,
into
you
.
Like
covering
plants
with
layer
after
layer
of
old
earth
;
it
’
s
no
wonder
the
poor
things
so
rarely
come
up
fresh
and
green
.
But
G
.
P
.
has
.
I
didn
’
t
recognize
it
as
fresh
-
green
-
shootiness
for
a
long
time
.
But
now
I
do
.
October
24th
Another
bad
day
.
I
made
sure
it
was
bad
for
Caliban
,
too
.
Sometimes
he
irritates
me
so
much
that
I
could
scream
at
him
.
It
’
s
not
so
much
the
way
he
looks
,
though
that
’
s
bad
enough
.
He
’
s
always
so
respectable
,
his
trousers
always
have
creases
,
his
shirts
are
always
clean
.
I
really
think
he
’
d
be
happier
if
he
wore
starched
collars
.
So
utterly
not
with
it
.
And
he
stands
.
He
’
s
the
most
tremendous
stander
-
around
I
’
ve
ever
met
.
Always
with
that
I
’
m
-
sorry
expression
on
his
face
,
which
I
begin
to
realize
is
actually
contentment
.
The
sheer
joy
of
having
me
under
his
power
,
of
being
able
to
spend
all
and
every
day
staring
at
me
.
He
doesn
’
t
care
what
I
say
or
how
I
feel
—
my
feelings
are
meaningless
to
him
—
it
’
s
the
fact
that
he
’
s
got
me
.
