It slatted downtown.
Once, I leaned forward to tell the driver to turn around.
But I didn't speak.
4
There is a metal clip on every door in the Astolat; mail and written
messages are put in it--so the guests won't have to stoop. I had a
letter. A tidy backhand with little circles for periods and dots over
the _i_'s. It looked like a billet-doux from Yvonne--and it was:
You meanie!
Everything you said got me so tremendously stimulated I couldn't
sleep. I decided, after a struggle, if you were going to stir girls
up that way, you were responsible for their condition. So I phoned
you--and no answer! Don't you know hell hath no fury like a woman
scorned? If you feel like a little chitchat when you do come in,
phone me. I don't have to work tomorrow so you needn't be scrupulous
about the hour. And even if you don't, thanks ever so much for a very
disturbing, unsatisfying, lovely evening.
Yours,
Y
It was four o'clock and my body was tired, though my mind was running
round and round like a toy electric train.