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When you hated Papa
you'd call him
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"my dearest." When you
were tired of me you'd say
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"darling little girl."
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How quiet.
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What am I to say?
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-Defend yourself.
-Is it worth while?
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-How do I know?
-You reproach me for going away
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and for staying at home.
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I had a hell of
a time those years.
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My back hurt, I couldn't practice.
Important engagements were cancelled.
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My life seemed meaningless.
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I had a guilty conscience about
always being away from you and Papa.
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You smile sarcastically.
I'm trying to speak truthfully.
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I'm merely
telling you how I felt.
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We may as well have this out for
once then we won't refer to it again.
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Go on.
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I was in Hamburg,
playing Beethoven's First.
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It's not too difficult,
and everything had gone well.
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After the concert I went out to
supper with Schmiess, the conductor.
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We always did. When we'd been
eating and drinking for a while
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and I was content
and relaxed
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and my back wasn't aching,
Schmiess said,
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"Why don't you stay
at home with your husband