It Will be Fine Tomorrow
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- Wife.—……
- Husband.—You won’t answer! Oh, well then, I’ll go on … We became very intimate again, and after quite a long story, which I’ll skip, she begged me to visit her house after I got back to Tokyo. She told me her life was very lonely, for she had only an old housekeeper for company … I told her that instead of waiting until our return to the capital, I would very much like to talk with her … in her room … as I was sick and tired of having nothing to do every day. I also told her that I was tired of my wife, and that it would be a relief for me to get away from her for an hour or so. She told me not to do that as it would be quite impossible for her to talk freely with me in a place where you were near us both. She said, ‘I have no heart to talk to you here … My house in Tokyo is in rather a lonely part of the city … it would take a stranger quite a long time to find it …’ She suddenly broke off with what she was saying, and clutched wildly at the verandah railing. She was weirdly white, for she had just come from her bath! … She seemed to be waiting for something … her lips were deliciously red, and as she tried not to speak, they quivered intensely. Her eyes gazed far away as if they were recalling past memories and associations.
- Wife.—(turns over on her side, facing her husband. Her mouth is slightly opened as is natural sometimes to one in deep. Her upturned nostrils enable you to
