Ending 9 – from an American novel published in 1926


Down-stairs we came out through the first-floor dining-room to the street. A waiter went for a taxi. It was hot and bright. Up the street was a little square with trees and grass where there were taxis parked. A taxi came up the street, the waiter hanging out at the side. I tipped him and told the driver where to drive, and got in beside Brett. The driver started up the street. I settled back. Brett moved close to me. We sat close against each other. I put my arm around her and she rested against me comfortably. It was very hot and bright, and the houses looked sharply white. We turned out onto the Gran Via.
“Oh, Jake,” Brett said, “we could have had such a damned good time together.”
Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me.
“Yes,” I said. “Isn’t it pretty to think so?”

About James Steerforth

I am an author of poetry and fiction, translator and painter who loves to have fun with borrowed feathers.
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4 Responses to Ending 9 – from an American novel published in 1926

  1. Tommi says:

    A bit confused at first with your layout. Let me try again.
    I remember the Grand Via. Had many a midnight walk there. -tgs-

  2. suburbanlife says:

    It’s one by Hemingway, again I’m just guessing.

  3. suburbanlife says:

    Is it maybe Hemingway’s “The Sun Also Rises”? The Met’s Opera productions are every Saturday afternoon on our CBC Radio. During the Intermission, panelists play “name that aria fragment” and so on. It’s great fun! So is your Ending Game here. 🙂

  4. Correct! It is indeed the ending of “The Sun Also Rises”. Thank you, suburbanlife!

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