Эрик Сигл. История любви
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Эрик Сигл. История любви
What can you say about a twenty-five-year-old girl who died?
That she was beautiful. And brilliant. That she loved Mozart and Bach.
Oliver Barrett IV
Ipswich, Mass.
I got hurt in the Cornell game.
It was my own fault, really. At a heated juncture, I made the
"Jenny's on the downstairs phone."
This information was announced to me by the girl on bells, although I
I would like to say a word about our physical relationship.
For a strangely long while there wasn't any. I mean, there wasn't
I love Ray Stratton.
He may not be a genius or a great football player (kind of slow at the
Ipswich, Mass., is some forty minutes from the Mystic River Bridge,
depending on the weather and how you drive. I have actually made it on
"Jenny, it's not Secretary of State, after all!"
We were finally driving back to Cambridge, thank God.
"Still, Oliver, you could have been more enthusiastic.~~ "I said
There remained the matter of Cranston, Rhode Island, a city slightly
more to the south of Boston than Ipswich is to the north. After the debacle
… of introducing Jennifer to her potential in-laws ("Do I call them outlaws
Mr. William F. Thompson, Associate Dean of the Harvard Law School,
could not believe his ears.
"Did I hear you right, Mr. Barrett?"
Jennifer was awarded her degree on Wednesday. All sorts of relatives
from Cranston, Fall River-and even an aunt from Cleveland-flocked to
Cambridge to attend the ceremony. By prior arrangement, I was not introduced
If a single word can describe our daily life during those first three
years, it is "scrounge." Every waking moment we were concentrating on how
Mr. and Mrs. Oliver Barrett III
request the pleasure of your company
at a dinner in celebration of Mr. Barrett's sixtieth birthday Saturday,
It was July when the letter came.
It had been forwarded from Cambridge to Dennis Port, so I guess I got
the news a day or so late. I charged over to where Jenny was supervising her
We finished in that order.
I mean, Erwin, Bella and myself were the top three in the Law School
CHANGE OF ADDRESS
From July 1,1967
It is not all that easy to make a baby.
I mean, there is a certain irony involved when guys who spend the first
I began to think about God.
I mean, the notion of a Supreme Being existing somewhere began to creep
Now at least I wasn't afraid to go home, I wasn't seared about "acting
… normal." We were once again sharing everything, even if it was the awful
It is impossible to drive from East Sixty-third Street, Manhattan, to
Boston, Massachusetts, in less than three hours and twenty minutes. Believe
The task of informing Phil Cavilleri fell to me. Who else? He did not
go to pieces as I feared he might, but calmly closed the house in Cranston
Phil Cavilleri was in the solarium, smoking his nth cigarette, when I
appeared.