(SHE’s just entered, still in hat and coat.)
You’re not nearly as tall as I had imagined.
Larry’s always liked big things: St. Bernards, Cathedrals, winter grapefruit. Do you have a big thing?
How did you get in?
Take these doors. When we first moved in, a single entrance stood here leading out to the patio. Larry took a sledge hammer and just knocked it all out. He’s very destructive, you know. I always keep a key in my bag. Larry was very good with his hands. He put these French doors in all by himself. Do you like them? I always liked his fingers. You really should get yourself a purse. They’re very handy. You don’t love him, I suppose?
Then I really do feel sorry for you.
(SHE sits among stacks of books piled on the…
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