Good-bye to all that : $b An autobiographyGraves, Robert
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Good-bye to all that : $b An autobiography
Graves, Robert
Authors, English -- 20th century -- Biography; Graves, Robert, 1895-1985; World War, 1914-1918 -- Personal narratives, British
pieces because his missus was in the family way. That was why he had
broken up the bridge-party. He had wanted her to have a good sleep. ‘If
we go back quietly now, she’ll not wake up; we can bid in whispers.’
So we went back and he drank silently and the airman drank silently
and we played silently. I had three or four glasses myself; my brother
abstained. We stopped at three-thirty in the morning. The colonel
paid up and went to sleep on the sofa. I was eighteen shillings and
my brother twelve shillings up at sixpence a hundred. I was sick and
shaking for weeks after this.
In March the second baby was born and we called him David. My mother
was overjoyed. It was the first Graves grandson; my elder brothers had
had only girls; here, at last, was an heir for the Graves family silver
and documents. When Jenny was born my mother had condoled with Nancy:
‘Perhaps it is as well to have a girl first to practise on.’ Nancy had
from the first decided to have four children; they were to be like
the children in her drawings and were to be girl, boy, girl, boy, in
that order. She was going to get it all over quickly; she believed in
young parents and families of three or four children fairly close
together in age. She had the children in the order she intended and
they were all like her drawings. She began to regret our marriage, as
I also did. We wanted somehow to be dis-married—not by divorce, which
was as bad as marriage—and able to live together without any legal or
religious obligation to live together. It was about this time that I
met Dick again, for the last time; I found him merely pleasant and
disagreeable. He was at the university, about to enter the diplomatic
service, and had changed so much that it seemed absurd to have ever
suffered on his account. Yet the caricature likeness remained.
XXVIII
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