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"
What
are
you
doing
here
in
borghese
?
"
the
barman
asked
after
he
had
mixed
a
second
martini
.
"
I
am
on
leave
.
Convalescing
-
leave
.
"
"
There
is
no
one
here
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
they
keep
the
hotel
open
.
"
"
Have
you
been
fishing
?
"
"
I
’
ve
caught
some
beautiful
pieces
.
Trolling
this
time
of
year
you
catch
some
beautiful
pieces
.
"
"
Did
you
ever
get
the
tobacco
I
sent
?
"
"
Yes
.
Didn
’
t
you
get
my
card
?
"
I
laughed
.
I
had
not
been
able
to
get
the
tobacco
.
It
was
American
pipe
-
tobacco
that
he
wanted
,
but
my
relatives
had
stopped
sending
it
or
it
was
being
held
up
.
Anyway
it
never
came
.
"
I
’
ll
get
some
somewhere
,
"
I
said
.
"
Tell
me
have
you
seen
two
English
girls
in
the
town
?
They
came
here
day
before
yesterday
.
"
"
They
are
not
at
the
hotel
.
"
