But he ignored the towel, and went into the little wash-place and under
the shower, to wash off the sticky, strong Pacific. Harriet came along
with the towel, and he put his hand to her face and nodded to her. She
knew what he meant, and went wondering, and when he had rubbed the wet
off himself he came to her.
To the end she was more wondering than anything. But when it was the
end, and the night was falling outside, she laughed and said to him:
“That was done in style. That was _chic_. Straight from the sea, like
another creature.”
Style and _chic_ seemed to him somewhat ill suited to the occasion, but
he brought her a bowl of warm water and went and made the tea. The wind
was getting noisier, and the sea was shut out but still calling outside
the house. They had tea and toast and quince jam, and one of the seven
brown teapots with a bit off the spout shone quite nicely and brightly
at a corner of the little red-and-white check tea-cloth, which itself
occupied a corner of the big, polished jarrah table. But, thank God, he
felt cool and fresh and detached, not cosy and domestic. He was so
thankful not to be feeling cosy and “homely.” The room felt as
penetrable to the outside influence as if it were a seashell lying on
the beach, cool with the freshness and insistence of the sea, not a
snug, cosy box to be secured inside.
And Jack Callcott’s rebuke stuck in his throat. Perhaps after all he was
just a Pommy, prescribing things with overmuch emphasis, and wanting to
feel God-Almighty in the face of unborn events. A Pommy is a newcomer in
Australia, from the Old Country.
Teacher: Why did you hit him, Georgie?
Georgie: Please, miss, he called me a Pommy.
Aussie (with a discoloured eye): Well, you’re one, ain’cher? Can I help
it that ch’are one?
Pommy is supposed to be short for pomegranate. Pomegranate, pronounced
invariably pommygranate, is a near enough rhyme to immigrant, in a
naturally rhyming country. Furthermore, immigrants are known in their
first months, before their blood “thins down,” by their round and ruddy
cheeks. So we are told. Hence again, pomegranate, and hence Pommy. Let
etymologists be appeased: it is the authorised derivation.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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