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dishes of smoking polenta comforted the saddest | dishes of smoking polenta comforted the saddest | ||
hearts. | hearts. | ||
By the next day it was time to think | |||
By the next day it was time to think | |||
about letter writing. I was stupefied to discover | about letter writing. I was stupefied to discover | ||
that nobody in second class was able to write | that nobody in second class was able to write | ||
except four priests and myself. The priests | except four priests and myself. The priests | ||
consorted among themselves and bowed their | |||
head simultaneously over their black books, | head simultaneously over their black books, | ||
and I found myself settled at | and I found myself settled at one of the large | ||
round tables in the dining room, with clients | round tables in the dining room, with clients | ||
as far as the eye could see. | as far as the eye could see. | ||
Some of them were definite as to what they | |||
Some of them were definite as to what they | |||
wanted to say; others were uncertain and shy. | wanted to say; others were uncertain and shy. | ||
One | One hovered on the outskirts for days, before she | ||
found the courage to ask for her letter, having explained | found the courage to ask for her letter, [[^having]] explained | ||
that it was to go to her daughter, Maria Pia, | that it was to go to her daughter, Maria Pia, | ||
who was young and beautiful and as yet unmarried * | who was young and beautiful and as yet unmarried * | ||
Maria Pia, it seemed, had had an | Maria Pia, it seemed, had had an | ||
accident which had spoiled her beauty, and | accident which had spoiled her beauty, and | ||
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to be boys from the home province; the table arrangements were attractive and the big dishes of smoking polenta comforted the saddest hearts.
By the next day it was time to think
about letter writing. I was stupefied to discover that nobody in second class was able to write except four priests and myself. The priests consorted among themselves and bowed their head simultaneously over their black books, and I found myself settled at one of the large round tables in the dining room, with clients as far as the eye could see.
Some of them were definite as to what they
wanted to say; others were uncertain and shy. One hovered on the outskirts for days, before she found the courage to ask for her letter, ^having explained that it was to go to her daughter, Maria Pia, who was young and beautiful and as yet unmarried * Maria Pia, it seemed, had had an accident which had spoiled her beauty, and