Roman Nights (2012)
“If you were in Wyoming, you could have a Wyoming steak fry,’ said Maurice next morning. ‘You’re not a prude, darling?’ ‘She’s not a prude,’ said Johnson firmly. ‘But she doesn’t want to start her morning watching you get out of the bath either. Shut the door.’ ‘She could do worse,’ Maurice said, his voice echoing comfortably from among all the verde antico and clouds of bath oil.
He emerged, draped like Lucullus in terry bath sheet, and settling himself on his pillows said briskly, ‘Hostess cor...ner, Timothy. Five coffees please, and nothing exciting on the sugar. This is our morning for being practical. Now, Ruth dear. Now, Jacko. Tell Maurice everything.’ It had been my idea, after a long and heated discussion with Jacko, to telephone Johnson from the Dome at first light that morning. And it had been my misfortune that the voice from the villa which answered had been Maurice’s. Stonewalling an eminent and inquisitive playwright who wants to know why you are telephoning his house guest at seven in the morning is not very easy.MoreLess
He emerged, draped like Lucullus in terry bath sheet, and settling himself on his pillows said briskly, ‘Hostess cor...ner, Timothy. Five coffees please, and nothing exciting on the sugar. This is our morning for being practical. Now, Ruth dear. Now, Jacko. Tell Maurice everything.’ It had been my idea, after a long and heated discussion with Jacko, to telephone Johnson from the Dome at first light that morning. And it had been my misfortune that the voice from the villa which answered had been Maurice’s. Stonewalling an eminent and inquisitive playwright who wants to know why you are telephoning his house guest at seven in the morning is not very easy.MoreLess
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