#108

Day 1, the walk to campus.

Sq: The fould fiend Flibbertigibitt - any word?
St: He's called, but I've not answered.
Sq: Ah yes, take his words and give him silence.
St: Humph...
Sq: And La Donna di...di...
St: Okay, I think. She's going out. I mean, to New Jersey this weekend.
Sq: Non piu` la donna, I guess.
St: I guess.

Day 7, coffee with Valerie.

He felt for a moment as if Square were with him, exchanging her words with others - hearing, for example, colleague as comrade, so that her departure was no longer for a teaching position in York, but for the Irish War for Independence, or the Revolution of 1789.