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Of course, poor old Cronshaw will never do any good, they said. He s quite hopeless. They prided themselves on being alone in appreciating his genius and though, with the contempt of youth for the follies of middle age, they patronised him among themselves, they did not fail to look upon it as a feather in their football tops sale caps if he had chosen a time when only one was there to be particularly wonderful. Cronshaw never came to Gravier s. For the last four years he had lived in squalid conditions with a woman whom only Lawson had once seen, in a tiny apartment on the sixth floor of one of the most dilapidated houses on the Quai des Grands Augustins Lawson described with gusto the filth, the untidiness, the litter. And the stink nearly blew your head off. Not at dinner, Lawson, expostulated one of the others. But he would not deny himself the pleasure of giving picturesque details of the odours which met his nostril. With a fierce delight in his own realism he described the woman who had opened the door for him. She was dark, small, and fat, quite young, with black hair that seemed always on the point of coming down. She wore a slatternly blouse and no corsets. With her red cheeks, large sensual mouth, and shining, football tops sale lewd eyes, sh. e reminded you of the Bohemienne in the Louvre by Franz Hals. She had a flaunting vulgarity which amused and yet horrified. A scrubby, unwashed baby was playing on the floor. It was known that the slut deceived Cronshaw with the most worthless ragamuffins of the Quarter, and it was a mystery to the ingenuous youths who absorbed his wisdom over a cafe table that Cronshaw with his keen intelle.it. How much would you ask if you were me I don t want to frighten them, and then on the other hand I don t want to be such an ass as to ask L150 if they re quite willing to give L300. Yours ever, Frederick Lawson. Philip wrote to Cronshaw and received in reply the following letter. football tops sale It was written on a half sheet of common note paper, and the flimsy envelope was dirtier than was justified by its passage through the junior soccer kits post. Dear Carey, Of course I remember you very well. I have an idea that I had some part in rescuing you from the Slough of Despond in which myself am hopelessly immersed. I shall be glad to see you. I am a stranger in a strange city and I am buffeted by the philistines. It will be pleasant to talk of Paris. I do not ask you to come and see me, since my lodging is not of a magnificence fit for the reception of an eminent member of Monsieur Purgon s profession, but you will find me eating modestly any evening between seven and eight at a restaurant yclept Au Bon Plaisir in Dean Street. Your sincere J. Cronshaw. Philip went the day he received this letter. The restaurant, consisting of one small room, was of the poorest class, and Cronshaw seemed to be its only customer. He was sitting in the corner, well away from draughts, wearing the same shabby great coat which football tops sale Philip had never seen him without, with his old bowler on his head. I eat here because I can be alone, he said. They are not doing well the only people who come are a few trollops and one or two waiters out of a job they are giving up business, and the food is execrable. But the ruin of their fortunes is my advantage. Cronshaw had bef. ore him a glass of absinthe. It was nearly three years since they had met, and Philip was shocked by the change in his appearance. He had been rather corpulent, but now he had a dried up, yellow look the skin of his neck was loose and winkled his clothes hung about him as though they had been bought for someone else and his collar, three or four sizes too large, added to the slatternliness of his appearance. His hands trembled continually. Philip remembered the handwriting which scrawled over the page with shapeless, haphazard letters. Cronshaw was evidently very ill. I eat little these days, he said. I m very sick in the morning. I m just having some soup for my dinner, and then I shall have a bit of cheese. Philip s glance unconsciously went to the absinthe, and Cronshaw, seeing it, gave him the quizzical look with which he reproved the ad.
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Philip knew of the woman Cronshaw had lived with and the two draggle tailed children, but Cronshaw had never mentioned them to him, and he did not like to speak of them. He wondered what had happened to them. I don t know why you talk of dying, he said. I had pneumonia a couple of winters ago, and they told me then it was a miracle that I came through. It appears I m extremely liable to it, and another bout will kill me. Oh, what nonsense You re not so bad as all that. You ve only got to take precautions. Why don t you give up drinking Because I don t choose. It doesn t matter.