Here we go
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The road made a loop down the sharp face of the slope. As I went crunching over the laborious snow I became aware of a figure striding down the steep scarp to intercept me. It was a man with his hands in front of him, half stuck in his breeches pockets, and his shoulders square--a real farmer of the hills; Alfred, of course.
Hands in his breeches pockets again ;) What struck me about this is "a real farmer of the hills". Maggie already hinted that Alfred could have become anything - but wanted to be a farmer. I can't find it back, but I remember us talking about how Maggie is rooted in that house and Alfred just goes off to fight a war or drive in France - not really seeming to aspire anything, not a man with a plan. It seems like he's quite at ease in the hills. Thus why did he join up for the army ("he thought he'd like the life") and why did he become a driver?! To run away from Maggie? But was he already married to Maggie when he was a driver? ... Questions, questions... What sticks is that I did not think Alfred to be so at home in the hills, and this sentence changed my opinion on that matter. :)
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He waited for me by the stone fence. 'Excuse me,' he said as I came up.
I came to a halt in front of him and looked into his sullen blue eyes. He had a certain odd haughtiness on his brows. But his blue eyes stared insolently at me.
Here my knowledge of the English language is failing: he has an haughtiness in his brows BUT his eyes stare insolently?! Isn't that the same thing: haughtiness and insolence meaning "disdainful". I do not understand the placement of "But"
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'Do you know anything about a letter--in French--that my wife opened--a letter of mine--?' etc
This is the part from which I concluded that Alfred did not read the letter, Janine. Just like Maggie, he does not really like to ask the narrator for help, but they do recognize him as the only one who might be of any help - Maggie because he knows France, Alfred because apparently he knows the narrator spoke with Maggie (either from Maggie or his Dad).
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At the same time, no doubt, he would like to wreak untold vengeance on my unfortunate person.
Untold vengeance. For what? Why? Maybe like BienVenu mentioned, a consequence of the war. He is struggling with himself and needs to let go of his feelings of anger, either on Joey or on the narrator...
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So he eyed me, and I eyed him, and neither of us spoke. He did not want to repeat his request to me. And yet I only looked at him, and considered.
The narrator is really waiting for Alfred to draw the information out of him, isn't he? I mean, he must know what Alfred wants to know. He is either playing with Alfred or he is trying to decide on what to do next ("and considered") and how much he will tell the man. Will he lie again?
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Suddenly he threw back his head and glanced down the valley. Then he changed his position--he was a horse-soldier. Then he looked at me confidentially.
That surprised me too. Alfred a horse-soldier. Somehow, I had pictured him a foot soldier. Not sure why, for they probably had a horse on the farm... I wonder though, why it is important. Does this help Alfred's status or not? I do not think the cavalry did much charges in WW1 - it being a trench warfare and such...
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'She burnt the blasted thing before I saw it,' he said.
'Well,' I answered slowly, 'she doesn't know herself what was in it.'
He continued to watch me narrowly. I grinned to myself.
'I didn't like to read her out what there was in it,' I continued.
"I did not like to" - the narrator has definitely been meddling into affairs! He really points out his own doing in it all.
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He suddenly flushed so that the veins in his neck stood out, and he stirred again uncomfortably.
Why did he flush? Out of shame for what was in the letter? He should! :p
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'The Belgian girl said her baby had been born a week ago, and that they were going to call it Alfred,' I told him.
He met my eyes. I was grinning. He began to grin, too.
'Good luck to her,' he said.
'Best of luck,' said I.
Here they really start to get on my nerves. What are they grinning about like "good old chaps". What is the use of them bonding over such a thing?
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'And what did you tell _her_?' he asked.
'That the baby belonged to the old mother--that it was brother to your girl, who was writing to you as a friend of the family.'
He stood smiling, with the long, subtle malice of a farmer.
Why is the typing like this: "_her_"? Does that mean Alfred paused at that word?
Again it is being said that Alfred is really a farmer. It's written all over him apparently.
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'And did she take it in?' he asked.
'As much as she took anything else.'
Now, there is one way to put it. Alfred does not know how she took anything else, does he?
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He stood grinning fixedly. Then he broke into a short laugh. 'Good for _her_' he exclaimed cryptically.
Still grinning, then laughing - shortly. And I agree that he's being quite cryptically in the last part. Not too sure who's "_her_" ...
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And then he laughed aloud once more, evidently feeling he had won a big move in his contest with his wife.
There, now it is finally being said. Those two do act like they're in a contest instead of a marriage. One has to have the upper hand. This sentence shows a bit that the narrator sees this and it might be just in my reading it, but I do not think he does really approve of it. No real disapproval either though...
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'What about the other woman?' I asked.
Just my thought, what about the other woman. A good question to ask and I'm glad the narrator does mingle in here by asking such.
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'Who?' 'Élise.' 'Oh'--he shifted uneasily--'she was all right--' etc 'Not me,' he said. 'Back your life it's a plant.' etcHe laughed boisterously but uneasily. 'What did she say, exactly?' he asked.
It seems to me that Alfred is not at all sure. He tries to laugh of his affair and the fact that there's a baby. But he can not be easy about it all, he is not that non-caring. It might be he's uneasy about his own status, but this part does make me think he wonders about Eliza. Though the next part brings back doubts ... maybe he is only uneasy about himself ...
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I began to repeat etc
'They know how to pitch you out a letter, those Belgian lasses.'
'Practice,' said I.
'They get plenty,' he said.
There was a pause.
'Oh, well,' he said. 'I've never got that letter, anyhow.'
What kind of reasoning is that?! Does that make it OK. I am sorry, but he got as much of that letter as if he would have really gotten it himself. I am sure the narrator gave him the drift of it, if not the exact words it was written in. He tries to talk himself out of his responsibilities - both towards himself as towards the narrator.
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The wind blew fine and keen, in the sunshine, across the snow. I blew my nose and prepared to depart.
:lol: The wind and the narrator are blowing :lol: Sorry, that just struck me as funny. Not sure why. I wonder if the wind is there to blow the whole matter away? :) In the beginning of the story it was rather a messenger of (more) bad news, wasn't it?
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'And _she_ doesn't know anything?' he continued, jerking his head up the hill in the direction of Tible. 'She knows nothing but what I've said--that is, if she really burnt the letter.'
Again that way of writing "_she_".
And I see now why you questioned whether Alfred saw the letter or not. I think maybe Maggie has hidden the thing somewhere, but I also think Alfred did not see it. Otherwise he would not have been so anxious to talk to the narrator about it, would he? Or maybe he would, to know what kind of impression he had made...
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'I believe she burnt it,' he said, 'for spite. She's a little devil, she is. But I shall have it out with her.' His jaw was stubborn and sullen. Then suddenly he turned to me with a new note.
"Have it out with her". Does that mean there will be some more fights, or that he will work together with her to find a solution? That he will have his marriage out with her, live it till the end.
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'Why?' he said. 'Why didn't you wring that b---- peacock's neck-that b---- Joey?' 'Why?' I said. 'What for?' 'I hate the brute,' he said. 'I had a shot at him--'
Brute? Joey a brute? What's brutal about that bird? That man has quite some anger issues...
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I laughed. He stood and mused. 'Poor little Elise,' he murmured.
And back at Elise. He does make jumps in his mind...
Not sure why the narrator laughed - maybe there is just no other respond to it. I mean, it is easy to say now that I would have confronted him about going after an innocent bird, but I did not see Alfred face. Maybe it was very mad/scary/determined...
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'Was she small--_petite_?' I asked. He jerked up his head.
'No,' he said. 'Rather tall.' 'Taller than your wife, I suppose.'
Ok, why is this important? Are they talking about height or how "worn out" the women are?! Sorry, but if it is all about sex this part is quite distasteful in my eyes :p But then again, I know quite a few people nowdays might ask about that... and not as subtile as camouflaging it with "height" ...
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Again he looked into my eyes.
Again? Where was the first time... And is this to see what the narrator thinks about it all?
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And then once more he went into a loud burst of laughter that made the still, snow-deserted valley clap again. 'God, it's a knockout!' he said, thoroughly amused.
Right... And I say that in a very sarcastic manner! What a joke... He has quite an interesting sense of humour...
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Then he stood at ease, one foot out, his hands in his breeches pockets, in front of him, his head thrown back, a handsome figure of a man. 'But I'll do that blasted Joey in--' he mused.
Maybe he is called handsome to make it even more absurd that he could feel threatened by a bird like Joey?!
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I ran down the hill, shouting with laughter.
Ow great, now everybody has gone mad :p
Well, that is all I have to say now :) A bit much, I know... I think I am starting to finally grasp the text, I just have no way of putting it into words yet :lol: