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Full text of "Laughing Torso"

PARIS    REVISITED

for Fontainebleau, she couldn't bear him any
more. Bored and fed up as I was, I had already
realized this would happen and waited for the time
that he would return. One day an Englishman
whom I had known before arrived in Paris. I told
him this idiotic story of my stupidity; and, having
some money, he gave me a few hundred francs. I
was beginning to work again and take a new interest
in life. I was still in the same abominable and dirty
hotel. One day E. returned from Fontainebleau
and explained that my friend had to return to
London and after three months she would come
back to Paris and they would get married. During
the three months he would live with me platonically!
I said, " Gome out to lunch with me and we will
discuss the matter." He was completely penniless
and he had lunch at my expense in a restaurant near
the Avenue d'Orleans, near the church where the
funeral had taken place of his dead fiancee. I told
him in French what I thought of him. I had a fine
vocabulary, which I had learnt from Modigliani,
and I should think that if anyone who had not
been such a complete monster had been spoken
to in the way that I did to him, I should have
been strangled. After lunch I paid the bill and gave
him ten francs. He didn't believe that I really
meant what I said and he would pursue me from
cafe to cafe. I have never spoken to him again, and
although he still sends me his love, I never will. Of
course my friend never came back to marry him,
and I am glad to say that he became the laughing
stock of Montparnasse. I did not speak to my friend
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