Good heavensnearly eighteen months

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end of the house
came the sound of talk from the café tables on the street.
The sun was slanting rapidly westward. There was a little ripple now
running across the pale silk of the
sea
and the breeze stirred the sleepy scent from the carnations in the wine-jars. In full sunlight
at the
edge of the gravel
stood a big pot of lilies.
Frances stretched her long legs in front of her
and reached for a cigarette. Yesthis was a ve-ery good
idea of yours. Athens at Easter could be a bit much. I can see that. I'd forgottentill you wrotethat the
Greek Easter would be later than ours. We had it last [link widoczny dla zalogowanych][link widoczny dla zalogowanych]kend when we were in Rome. I imagine the
Greek country Easter'll be a bit of a contrastand I must say I'm looking forward to it. OhthanksI'd
love another cup. Nowhow long since I saw you? Good heavensnearly eighteen months [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! Tell me all
about yourself."
I regarded her with affection.
Francesthough a first cousinis very much older than I. She was at this time something over fortyand
though I know it is a sign of immaturity to think of this as being a vast ageI know that it seemed so to
me. From the earliest days I rememberFrances has been there. When I was very small I called her
Aunt Fran