Edward and Pia
Unspeakable Practices, Unnatural Acts 作者:唐纳德·巴塞尔姆 投票推荐 加入书签 留言反馈
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EDWARD LOOKED AT HIS RED BEARD iablekhen Edward and Pia went to Sweden, to the farm. In the mailbox Pia found a check for Willie from the gover of Sweden. It was for twenty-three hundred s and had a rained-on look. Pia put the che the pocket of her brown coat. Pia regnant. In London she had been sick every day. In London Pia and Edward had seen the Marat/Sade at the Aldwych Theatre. Edward bought a bottle of white stuff for Pia in London. It was supposed to make her stop vomiting. Edward walked out to the wood barn and broke up wood for the fire. Snow in patches lay on the ground still. Pia ed cabbage leaves around chopped meat. She was still wearing her brown coat. Willies check was still in the pocket. It was still Sunday."What are you thinking about?" Edward asked Pia and she said she was thinking about Willies hand. Willie had hurt his hand in a mae in a factory in Markaryd. The check was for pen?sation.
Edward turned away from the window. Edward received a cable from his wife in Maine. "Many happy birthdays," the cable said. He was thirty-four. His father was in the hospital. His mother was in the hospital. Pia wore white plastic boots with her brown coat. When Edward inhaled sharply -- a sharp intake of breath -- they could hear a peculiar noise in his chest. Edward inhaled sharply. Pia heard the noise. She looked up. "When will you go to the doctor?" "I have to get something to read," Edward said. "Something in En?glish." They walked to Markaryd. Pia wore a white plastic hat. At the train station they bought a Life magazih a gold-painted girl on the cover. "Shall we eat something?" Edward asked. Pia said no. They bought a crowbar for the farm. Pia was si the way back. She vomited into a ditch.
Pia and Edward walked the streets of Amster?dam. They were hungry. Edward wao go to bed with Pia but she didnt feel like it. "Theres something wrong," he said. "The wood isnt catg." "Its too wet," she said, "perhaps." "I know its too wet," Edward said. He went out to the wood barn and broke up more wood. He wore a leather glove on his right hand. Pia told Edward that she had been raped once, when she was twenty-two, ianical Gardens. "The man that raptured me has a shop by the Round Tower. Still." Edward walked out of the room. Pia looked after him placidly. Edward reehe room. "How would you like to have some Southern fried chi?" he asked. "Its the most marvellous-tasting thing in the world. Tomorrow Ill make some. Dont say rapture. In English its rape. What did you do about it?" "Nothing," Pia said. Pia wreen rings, dresses with green sleeves, a gree skirt.
Edut flour in a paper bag and then the pieces of chi, which had been dipped in milk. Then he shook the paper bag violently. He stood behind Pia and tickled her. Then he hugged her tightly. But she didnt want to go to bed. Edward decided that he would never go to bed with Pia again. The teleph. It was for Fru Schmidt. Edward explaihat Fru Schmidt was in Rome, that s<tt>.99lib.t>he would return in three months, that he, Edward, was renting the flat from Fru Schmidt, that he would be happy to make a note of the callers name, and that he would be delighted to call this o the attention of Fru Schmidt wheurned, from Rome, in three months. Pia vomited. Pia lay on the bed sleeping. Pia wore a red dress, green rings on her fingers.
Then Edward and Pia went to the ema to see an Eddie stantine picture. The film was very funny. Eddie stantine broke up a great deal of furniture chasing iional bad guys. Ed?ward read two books he had already read. He didnt remember that he had read them until he reached the last page of each. Then>藏书网</a> he read four paperback mysteries by Ross Maald. They were excellent. He felt slightly sick. Pia walked about with her hands clasped together in front of her chest, her shoulders bent. "Are you cold?" Ed?ward asked. "What are you thinking about?" he asked her, and she said she was thinking about Amboise, where she had trived to get locked in a chateau after visiting hours. She was also think?ing, she said, about the green-and-gold wooden horses they had seen in Amsterdam. "I would like enormously to have one for this flat," she said. "Even though the flat is not ours." Edward asked Pia if she felt like making love now. Pia said no.
It was Sunday. Edward went to the bakery and bought bread. Then he bought milk. Then he bought cheese and the Sunday neer, which he couldnt read. Pia was asleep. Edward made coffee for himself and looked at the pictures in the neer. Pia woke up and groped her way to the bathroom. She vomited. Edward bought Pia a white dress. Pia made herself a necklace of white glass and red wood beads. Edward worried about his drinking. Would there be enough gin? Enough ice? He went out to the kit and looked at the bottle of Gordons gin. Two inches of gin.
Edward and Pia went to Berlin orain. Pias father thrust flowers through the train win?dow. The flowers were ed in green paper. Edward and Pia climbed into the Mercedes-Benz taxi. "Take us to the Opera if you will, please," Edward said to the German taxi-driver in En?glish. "Ich verstehe nicht," the driver said. Edward looked at Pias belly. It was getting larger, all right. Edaid the driver. Pia wondered if the Ger?mans were as loud in Germany as they were abroad. Edward and Pia listened for loudness.
Edward received a letter from London, from Bedford Square Office Equipment, Ltd. "We have now pleted fitting new parts and adjusting the Olivetti portable that was unfortunately dropped by you. The sum total of parts and labour es to £7.10.0 and I am adding £1.00.0 hire charges, which leaves a balance of £1.10.0 from your initial deposit of £10. Yours." Yours. Yours. Edward re?ceived a letter from Rome, from Fru Schmidt, the owner of the flat in Frederiksberg Alle. "Here are many Ameris who have more opportuo wear their mink capes than they like, I guess! I wish I had one, just one of rabbit or cat, it is said to be just as warm! but I left all my mink clothes behind me in Denmark! We spend most of our time in those horrible subways -- metros which are like the rear entrao Hell and what you see of a city from there? Well you are from New York and so are used to it but I was born as a human being and not as a --" Here there was a sketch of a rat, in plan. Kurt poured a fresh cup of coffee for Edward. There were three people Pia and Edward did not know in the room, two men and a woman. Everyoched Kurt p a cup of coffee for Edward. Edward explaihe Ameri position in South Vietnam. The others looked dubious. Ed?ward and Pia discussed leaving each other.
Pia slept on the couch. She had pulled the red-and-brown bla up over her feet. Edward looked in the window of the used-radio store. It was full of used radios. Edward and Pia drank more sherry. "What are you thinking about?" he asked her and she said she was w if they should separate. "You dont seem happy," she said. "You dont seem happy either," he said. Edward tore the cover off a book. The book cover showed a dogs head surrounded by flowers. The dog wore a blaino. Edward went to the well for water. He lifted the heavy wooden well cover. He was wearing a glove on his right hand. He carried two buckets of water to the kit. Then he went to the back of the farmhouse and built a large wooden <var>99lib?</var>veranda, roofed, thirty metres by res. Fortuhere was a great deal of new lumber stacked in the barn. In the Frederiksberg Alle apartment in hageared at the brass mail slot in the door. Sometimes red-and-blue airmail envelopes came through the slot.
Edut his hands on Pias breasts. The nip?ples were the largest he had ever seen. Then he ted his money. He had two hundred and forty s. He would have to get some more money from somewhere. Maurice came in. "My house is three times the size of this one," Maurice said. Maurice was Dutch. Pia and Edward went to Maurices house with Maurice. Maurices wife Randy made coffee. Maurices soer cried in his wooden box. Maurices cats walked around. There en fire in Maurices kit. There were forty empty beer bottles in a er. Randy said she was a witch. She pulled a long dark hair from her head. Randy said she could tell if the baby was to be a birl. She slipped a g from her ringer and, suspending the ring on the hair, da over Pias belly. "It has to be real gold," Randy said, referring to the ring. Randy was rather pretty.
Pia and Edward and Ole and Anita sat on a log in France drinking white Algerian wine. It was barely drinkable. Everyone wiped the mouth of the bottle as it assed from hand to hand. Edward wao sleep with Pia. "Yes," Pia said. They left the others. Edward looked at his red beard in the shiny bottom part of the kerosene lantern. Pia thought about her first trip to the Soviet Union. Edward sat at the bar iomorph listening to the music. Pia<samp>..</samp> thought about her first trip to the Soviet Union. There had been a great deal of singing. Edward listeo the music. Don Cherry laying trumpet. Steve Lacey laying soprano sax. Kenny Drelaying piano. The drummer and bassist were Sdina?vians. Pia remembered a Russian boy she had known. Edward talked to a Swede. "You want to know who killed Kennedy?" the Swede said. "You killed Kennedy." "No," Edward said. "I did not." Edward went back to Frederiksberg Alle. Pia was sleeping. She was naked. Edward lifted the blas and looked at Pia sleeping. Pia moved in the bed and grabbed at the blas. Edward went into the other room and tried to find something to read. Edward had peculiar-looking hair. Parts of it were too short and parts of it were too long. Edward and Pia telephoned friends in another city. "e stay with us," Edward and Pia said. "Please!"
Edward regarded Pia. Pia felt sick: "Why doesnt he leave me alone sometimes?" Edward told Pia about Harry. Once he had gotten Harry out of jail. "Harry was drunk. A cop told him to sit down. Harry stood up. Blam! Five stitches." "What are stitches?" Edward looked it up in the Dansk-Engelsk . Edward had several ma?hat were desigo have an effe Pia. One of them was washing the dishes. At other times he was sour for several hours. In Leningrad they visited Pias former lover, Paul. The streets in Leningrad are extremely wide. Paul called his friend Igor, who played the guitar. Paul called Igor oelephone. Pia and Paul were happy to see each ain. Paul talked to Edward about South Vietnam. There was tea. Edward thought that he, Edward, robably being foolish. But how could he tell? Edward washed more dishes. Igors fingers moved quickly among the frets. Ed?ward had drunk too much tea. Edward had drunk too much brandy. Edward was in bed with Pia. "You look beautiful," Edward said to Pia. Pia thought: I feel sick.
In hagen Edward bought The Penguin English Diary. Sixteen s. Pia told a story about one of the princesses. "She is an archeologist, you know? Her picture es in the neer standing reat hole with her end stig up in the air." Pias little brother wore a black turtleneck sweater and sang "We Shall Overe." He played the guitar. Kurt played the guitar. Kirsten played the guitar. Anita and Ole played the guitar. Deborah played the flute. Edward read Time and Newsweek. On Tuesday Edward read Newsweek, and on Wednesday, Time. Pia bought a book about babies. Then she painted her nails silver. Pias nails were very long. an music played by Finn Videro was heard on the radio. Edward suggested that Pia go back to the univer?sity. He suggested that Pia study French, Russian, English, guitar, flute, and cooking. Pias cooking was rotten. Suddenly she wished she was with some other man and not with Edward. Edward was lis?tening to the peculiar noise inside his chest. Pia looked at Edward. She looked at his red beard, his immense spectacles. I dont like him, she thought. That red beard, those immense spectacles. SAAB jets roared overhead. Edward turned off the radio.
Pia turned on the radio. Edward made himself a dry vermouth on the rocks with two onions. It was a way of not drinking. Edward felt sick. He had been reading Time and Newsweek. It was Thurs?day. Pia said to Edward that he was the only per?son she had ever loved for this long. "How long is it?" Edward asked. It was seven months. Edward cashed a check at Ameri Express. The girl gave him green-and-blue Sdinavian money. Edward leased. Little moans of pleasure. He cashed another check at Cooks. More money. Edward sold Pias farm fhteen thousand s. Muoney. Pia leased. Edward sold Pias piano for three thousand s. General rejoig. Klaus opehe door. Edward showed him the money. Pia made a chocolate cake with little red-and-white flags oop. Pia lay in bed. She felt sick. They plugged in aric heater. The lights went out. Herr Kepper knocked on the door. "Is here aric heater?" Edward showed him the money. Pia hid the electric heater.
Edward watched the brass slot on the door. Pia read to Edward from the neer. She read a story about four Swedes sent to prison for rapture. Edward asked Pia if she wao make love. "No," she said. Edward said something funny. Pia tried to laugh. She was holding a piece of cake with a red-and-white flag on top. Edward bought a flashlight. Pia laughed. Pia still didnt want to go to bed with Edward. It was being annoying. He owed the gover bae a thousand dollars. Edward laughed and laughed. "I owe the gover a thousand dollars," Edward said to Pia, "did you know that?" Edward laughed, Pia laughed. They had anlass of wine. Pia regnant. They laughed and laughed. Edward turned off the radio. The lights went out. Herr Kepper knocked on the door. "The lights went out," he said in Danish. Pia and Edward laughed. "What are you thinking about?" Edward asked Pia and she said she couldnt tell him just then because she was laughing.
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