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his inconclusive struggle with Pindar； in his dark grey suit； his white tie； his scholar's gown； heard his grave tones and； all the time； savoured the gillyflowers in full bloom under my windows。 I had my secret and sure defence； like a talisman worn in the bosom； felt for in the moment of danger； found and firmly grasped。 So I told him what was not in fact the truth； that I usually had a glass of champagne about that time； and asked him to join me。
On the day after Jasper's Grand Remonstrance I received another； in different terms and from an unexpected source。
All the term I had been seeing rather more of Anthony Blanche than my liking for him warranted。 I lived now among his friends； but our frequent meetings were more of his choosing than mine； for I held him in considerable awe。
In years； he was barely my senior； but he seemed then to be burdened with the experience of the Wandering Jew。 He was indeed a nomad of no nationality。
An attempt had been made in his childhood to make an Englishman of him； he was two years at Eton； then in the middle of the war he had defied the submarines； rejoined his mother in the Argentine； and a clever and audacious schoolboy was added to the valet； the maid； the two chauffeurs； the pekinese； and the second husband。 Criss…cross about the world he travelled with them； waxing in wickedness like a Hogarthian page boy。 When peace came they returned to Europe； to hotels and furnished villas spas； casinos； and bathing beaches。 At this age of fifteen； for a wager； he was disguised as a girl and taken to play at the big table in the Jockey Club at Buenos Aires； he dined with Proust and Gide and was on closer terms with Cocteau and Diaghilev； Firbank sent him novels with fervent inscriptions； he had aroused three irreconcilable feuds in Capri； by his own account he had practised black art in Cefal？and had been cured of drug…taking in California and of an Oedipus plex in Vienna。
At times we all seemed like children beside him … at most times； but not always； for there was a bluster and zest in Anthony which the rest of us had shed somewhere in our more leisured adolescence； on the playing field or in the school…room； his vices flourished less in the pursuit of pleasure than in the wish to shock； and in the midst of his polished exhibitions I was often reminded of an urchin I had once seen in Naples； capering derisively with obscene； unambiguous gestures； before a party of English tourists； as he told the tale of his evening at the gaming table； one could see in the roll of his eye just how he had glanced； covertly； over the dwindling pile of chips at his stepfather's party； while we had been rolling one another in the mud at football and gorging ourselves with crumpets； Anthony had helped oil fading beauties on sub…tropical sands and had sipped his ap閞itif in smart little bars； so that the savage we had tamed was still rampant in him。 He was cruel； too； in the wanton； insect…maiming manner of the very young； and fearless like a little boy； charging； head down； small fists whirling； at the school prefects。
He asked me to dinner； and I was a little disconcerted to find that we were to dine alone。 'We are going to Thame；' he said。 'There is a delightful hotel there； which luckily doesn't appeal to the Bullingdon。 We will； drink Rhine wine and imagine ourselves。。。where？ Not on a j…j…jaunt with J…J…Jorrocks anyway。 But first we will have our ap閞itif。'
At the George bar he ordered 'Four Alexandra cocktails； please；' ranged them before him with a loud 'Yum…yum' which drew every eye； outraged； upon him。 'I expect you would prefer sherry； but； my dear Charles； you are not going to have sherry。 Isn't this a delicious concoction？ You don't like it？ Then I will drink it for you。 One； two； three； four； down the red lane they go。 How the students stare！' And he led me out to the waiting motorcar。
'I hope we shall find no undergraduates there。 I am a little out of sympathy with them for the moment。 You heard about their treatment of me on Thursday？ It was too naughty。 Luckily I was wearing my oldest pyjamas and it was an evening of oppressive heat； or I might have been seriously cross。' Anthony had a habit of putting his face near one when he spoke； the sweet and creamy cocktail had tainted his breath。 I leaned away from him in the er of the hired car。
'Picture me； my dear； alone and studious。 I had just bought a rather forbidding book called Antic Hay； Which I knew I must read before going to Garsington on Sunday； because everyone was bound to talk about it； and it's so banal saying you have not read the book of the moment； if you haven't。 The solution I suppose is not to go to Garsington； but that didn't occur to me until this moment。 So； my dear； I had an omelet and a peach and a bottle of Vichy water and put on my pyjamas and settled down to read。 I must say my thoughts wandered； but I kept turning the pages and watching the light fade； which in Peckwater； my dear； is quite an experience … as darkness falls the stone seems positively to decay under one's eyes。 I was reminded of some of those leprous fa鏰de's in the vieux port at Marseille； until suddenly I was disturbed by such a bawling and cater…wauling as you never heard； and there； down in the little piazza； I saw a mob of about twenty terrible young men； and do know what they were chanting？ 〃We want Blanche。 We want Blanche；〃 in a kind of litany。 Such a public declaration！ Well； I saw it was all up with Mr Huxley for the evening； and； I must say I had reached a point of tedium when any interruption was wele。 I was stirred by the bellows； but； do you know； the louder they shouted； the shyer they seemed？ They kept saying 〃Where's Boy？〃 〃He's Boy Mulcaster's friend；〃 〃Boy must bring him down。〃 Of course you've met Boy？ He's always popping in and out of dear Sebastian's rooms。 He's everything we dagos expect of an English lord。 A great parti I can assure you。 All the young ladies in London are after him。 He's very hoity…toity with them I'm told。 My dear； he's scared stiff。 A great oaf … that's Mulcaster … and what's more； my dear； a cad。 He came to le Touquet at Easter and； in some extraordinary way； I seemed to have asked him to stay。 He lost some infinitesimal sum at cards； and as a result expected me to pay for all his treats … well； Mulcaster was in this party； I could see his ungainly form shuffling about below and hear him saying： 〃It's no good。 He's out。 Let's go back and have a drink？〃 So then I put my head out of the window and called to him； 〃Good evening； Mulcaster； old sponge and toady； are you lurking among the hobbledehoys？ Have you e to repay me the three hundred francs I lent you for the poor drab you picked up in the Casino？ It was a niggardly sum for her trouble； and what a trouble； Mulcaster。 e up and pay me； poor hooligan！〃
'That； my dear； seemed to put a little life into them； and up the stairs they came； clattering。 About six of them came into my room； the rest stood mouthing outside。 My dear； they looked too extraordinary。 They had been having one of their ridiculous club dinners； and they were all wearing coloured tail…coats … a sort of livery。 〃My dears；〃 I said to them； 〃you look like