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"
It
will
be
a
great
happiness
to
read
them
.
Where
did
you
get
them
?
"
"
I
sent
for
them
to
Mestre
.
I
will
have
more
.
"
"
You
were
very
good
to
come
,
father
.
Will
you
drink
a
glass
of
vermouth
?
"
"
Thank
you
.
You
keep
it
.
It
’
s
for
you
.
"
"
No
,
drink
a
glass
.
"
"
All
right
.
I
will
bring
you
more
then
.
"
The
orderly
brought
the
glasses
and
opened
the
bottle
.
He
broke
off
the
cork
and
the
end
had
to
be
shoved
down
into
the
bottle
.
I
could
see
the
priest
was
disappointed
but
he
said
,
"
That
’
s
all
right
.
It
’
s
no
matter
.
"
"
Here
’
s
to
your
health
,
father
.
"
"
To
your
better
health
.
"
Afterward
he
held
the
glass
in
his
hand
and
we
looked
at
one
another
.
Sometimes
we
talked
and
were
good
friends
but
to
-
night
it
was
difficult
.
