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. But his face
lit up. He bowed and left. I said, "Well?"
"I asked if we could have what I had last time ... and that is not a
specific dish but an invitation to Mama-San to use her judgment with whatever
she has. It also let him admit that I had been here before... which he would
never have done had I not published it, as I was here with another man. He also
told me that our little pet here is the best specimen of rock maple he has ever
seen outside Nippon... and I asked him to spray it for me just before we leave.
He will."
"Did you tell him we were married?"
"Not necessary. The idiom I used in speaking of you implied it."
I wanted to ask her when and how she had learned Japanese but did not-Gwen
would tell me when it suited her. (How many marriages are ruined by that itch to
know "all about" a spouse? As a veteran of countless true confession stories I
can assure you that unbridled curiosity about your wife's/husband's past is a
sure formula for domestic tragedy.)
Instead I spoke to Bill. "Bill, this is your last chance. If you want to
stay in Golden Rule, now is the time to leave. After you have had dinner, I
mean. But after dinner we are going down to the Moon. You can come with us, or
stay here."
Bill looked startled. "Did she say I got a choice?"
Gwen said sharply, "Of course you do! You can come with us... in which case
I shall require you to behave like a civilized human being at all times
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