The Nut Gatherers

The Nut Gatherers
The Painter's Honeymoon
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The Sacrifice of Abraham painting
"No. Not really. But you see, I don't know anything. Nobody's ever told me things.One doesn't always like to ask."
　　He looked at her attentively.
　　"You mean things about yourself?"
　　"Yes," said Elvira. "It's kind of you to understand. Uncle Derek –”she hesitated.
　　"Derek Luscombe, you mean?"
　　"Yes. I've alwayscalled him uncle."
　　"I see."
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　　"He's very kind,"said Elvira, "but he's not the sort of person who ever tells you anything. He just arrangesthings, and looks a little worried in case they mightn't bewhat I'd like. Of course he listens to a lot of people –women, I mean – who tell him things. LikeContessa Martinelli. He arranges for me to go to schools or to finishing places."
　　"And they haven't beenwhere you wanted to go?"
　　"No, I didn't meanthat. They've been quite all right. I mean they've been more or less where everyone else goes."