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it was, after all, much the same as being involved in a marriage negotiation.
The war years had turned her into a thin, ailing old woman.
she gave only the briefest of commiserations on hearing about my wife and about Kenji,
‘Father takes a lot of looking after now he’s retired,’ Noriko went on, with a mischievous grin. ‘You’ve got to keep him occupied or he starts to mope.’
There’s no need to be afraid of him any more.
For there can be no doubt, Setsuko is becoming better looking as she gets older.
Even as a child, Setsuko had rather masculine features,
Noriko was always able to get the better of her elder sister by calling her ‘Boy! Boy!’ Who knows what effect such things have on personalities?
thought she was play-acting a little,
The Miyakes, from what I saw of them, were just the proud, honest sort who would feel uncomfortable at the thought of their son marrying above his station.
and with all the talk these days of the new ways,
it being no easy thing now to come across someone so untainted by the cynicism and bitterness of our day.
In fact, it is probably this very quality of Shintaro’s – this sense that he has remained somehow unscathed by things – which has led me to enjoy his company more and more over these recent years.
artists and writers lured by the promise of noisy conversations continuing into the night.
had played my own small part in the Migi-Hidari’s coming to so dwarf its competitors,
I would not myself have objected to his joining us, but there existed a strong sense of hierarchy amongst my pupils,
I experienced a warm glow of satisfaction.
I remember looking around me with approval that first night, and today, for all the changes which have transformed the world around it, Mrs Kawakami’s remains as pleasing as ever.
anything provided she no longer had to live in the midst of a graveyard.
you might feel compelled to pause a moment and gaze at that wasted expanse before you.
It’s more interesting, more interesting by far, to pretend to be someone like Lord Yoshitsune.
You must forgive your Oji-san. He was forgetting for a moment.’
technique was not at all bad,
‘Father says you had to finish. Because Japan lost the war.’
‘No, that’s by an artist called Urayama.
‘English? Extraordinary. So that’s what it was.’
‘only a few years ago, Ichiro wouldn’t have been allowed to see such a thing as a cowboy film.’
Later in my life I was often to surprise colleagues with my ability to realize a scene on canvas based only on the briefest of passing glances; it is possible I have my father to thank for this skill, and the inadvertent training he gave my artist’s eye during those formative years.
My sense of shame was matched only by a terrible fear
but I have never ascertained just why he put me through these ordeals.
And no doubt, Masuji, the missing paintings are the very ones you’re most proud of. Isn’t that so?’