clenched and unclenched. They seized the sparkling hock and poured a sizeable tremulous measure. Then, panting, he said, loudly so that people looked at him, âOn the bloody job. I saw them. His big bloody muscles all working away at it, enjoying it, and she was there underneath him crying out
Schnell schnell schnell
.â The solitary waiter, a German, took this for a summons and started to come too. I waved him away. To Roper I said: âOh no.â
âOh bloody yes. And even he had the bloody grace to see this was all filthy and wrong and he didnât grin this time, oh no. He slunk out, carrying half his clothes. You know, it was as though he expected me to hit him.â
âYou should have knocked the daylights out of him,â I said. An improbable idea. âAnd so thatâs the end of that. I never thought that marriage would work, somehow.â
He looked at me wet-lipped. Part of his dithering now seemed out of shame. âBut it did, you know,â he mumbled. âIt took me a long time to forgive her. But, you see, seeing them like that â I donât quite know how to put this. Well, it gave us a new lease of life, in a way.â
I understood. Horrible, but life remains life. A new lease of. âYou mean, even though you were tired coming back home at night, you were able to ââ
âAnd she was sort of penitent.â
âSo she should be. If I ever caught any wife of mine ââ
âYou wouldnât understand.â A flash of drunken sweetness peered, then went. âYouâre not married.â
âAll right. So now whatâs your trouble?â
âIt didnât last all that long,â he mumbled. âIt was working late and not eating enough, I suppose. Iâve been having this bit of tummy trouble, canteen food.â
âThis was all right, though, was it?â
âOh yes.â Weâd had
Kalbsbraten
followed by
Obsttorte
. Roper, in a distracted kind of passion, as though waging a secondary war at threshold level, had cleaned my plates as well as his own. âSheâs been going on at me as an effete Englander, no ink in my pen, no pen at all, only a little
Bleistift
. Now Iâve become one of those who encouraged the Jews to engineer Germanyâs downfall.â
âWell, you always were, werenât you? As an Englishman, I mean?â
âIâd seen the light,â said Roper in dark gloom. âThatâs what she used to say. Now sheâs brought this bloody big blond beast back again.â
âSo there was a sort of interim, was there?â
âHe was on the Continent, doing a kind of tour. Now heâs in London, wrestling in the suburbs.â
âHas he been back in the house?â
âFor a late supper. Not for anything else. But I canât vouch for what happens in the afternoons.â
âYou condoned it, you bloody fool. Theyâve both got you now.â
âHeâs not abashed any more. He grins and goes to the fridge to get more beer. She calls him Willi. But the name he wrestles under is Wurzel. On the posters it says
Wurzel der Westdeutsche Teufel
.â
âWurzel the mangle.â
âThe West German Devil is what it means.â
âI know, I know. What do you want me to do about it? I canât see that thereâs anything I
can
do.â But then â and they should have done this before â my professional ears pricked. âTell me,â I said, âdo you discuss your work with her at all? Does she know the sort of thing youâre doing?â
âNever.â
âDoes she ever ask?â
He thought for a moment. âOnly in the most general terms. She doesnât really understand what sort of work a scientist does. She didnât get much schooling, what with the war.â
âDo you bring papers home?â
âWell ââ Iâd made him just a little uneasy. âShe wouldnât
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