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"
This
afternoon
I
had
tea
with
my
sister
-
in
-
law
at
the
Excelsior
.
We
got
the
last
table
and
two
men
came
up
and
looked
around
for
a
table
and
couldn
’
t
find
one
.
So
one
of
them
came
up
to
us
and
said
,
‘
Isn
’
t
this
table
reserved
for
the
Princess
Orsini
?
’
and
I
said
:
‘
There
was
no
sign
on
it
,
’
and
he
said
:
‘
But
I
think
it
’
s
reserved
for
the
Princess
Orsini
.
’
I
couldn
’
t
even
answer
him
.
"
"
What
’
d
he
do
?
"
"
He
retired
.
"
Dick
switched
around
in
his
chair
.
"
I
don
’
t
like
these
people
.
The
other
day
I
left
Rosemary
for
two
minutes
in
front
of
a
store
and
an
officer
started
walking
up
and
down
in
front
of
her
,
tipping
his
hat
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
said
Collis
after
a
moment
.
"
I
’
d
rather
be
here
than
up
in
Paris
with
somebody
picking
your
pocket
every
minute
.
"
He
had
been
enjoying
himself
,
and
he
held
out
against
anything
that
threatened
to
dull
his
pleasure
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
he
persisted
.
"
I
don
’
t
mind
it
here
.
"
Dick
evoked
the
picture
that
the
few
days
had
imprinted
on
his
mind
,
and
stared
at
it
.
The
walk
toward
the
American
Express
past
the
odorous
confectioneries
of
the
Via
Nationale
,
through
the
foul
tunnel
up
to
the
Spanish
Steps
,
where
his
spirit
soared
before
the
flower
stalls
and
the
house
where
Keats
had
died
.
He
cared
only
about
people
;
he
was
scarcely
conscious
of
places
except
for
their
weather
,
until
they
had
been
invested
with
color
by
tangible
events
.
Rome
was
the
end
of
his
dream
of
Rosemary
.
A
bell
-
boy
came
in
and
gave
him
a
note
.
"
I
did
not
go
to
the
party
,
"
it
said
.
"
I
am
in
my
room
.
We
leave
for
Livorno
early
in
the
morning
.
"
Dick
handed
the
note
and
a
tip
to
the
boy
.
