They sat on a wooden bench that overlooked the less aromatic part of the lake, deeper and not as frequented by geese. ‘As for you—’ ‘Do not address me. “Dear friend,” she said, “remember that you are speaking to one who has failed in the only serious object which she has ever sought to accomplish. I do not say guest because that suggests friendship; and I am no friend of this Wastrel. How dreary it all looks. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. And here you are!” Her aunt opened all the fingers of her gloved hand in a rhetorical gesture. It was a habit of his to talk to himself.
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