The Two Hotel Francforts: a Novel
“As soon as she saw Daisy, Iris stood and waved, as always, while Julia, as always, remained in her chair, smoking and gazing into the distance. In her quietude she resembled one of those sleepy settecento Madonnas whose smiles belie the horror and the apotheosis to come.
“Sorry we’re late,” Edward said as we sat down.
“What happened to your shirt?” Iris said.
“What happened to it? Dirt happened to it,” Edward said.
“And Daisy—she’s all dusty.”
“Dogs get dusty. Especially white dogs. It’s an occ...upational hazard.”
Iris lifted Daisy onto her lap and began picking through her coat. “I wish you’d take more care with her,” she said to Edward, tweezing a nugget of something from Daisy’s fur and holding it between her fingers to examine.
“My dear, if I could control the weather, I would, but it’s not within my power,” he said. “When it doesn’t rain, the soil gets dry. When the soil gets dry, dogs get dusty.”
“I’ll have to give her a bath tonight.”MoreLess
“Sorry we’re late,” Edward said as we sat down.
“What happened to your shirt?” Iris said.
“What happened to it? Dirt happened to it,” Edward said.
“And Daisy—she’s all dusty.”
“Dogs get dusty. Especially white dogs. It’s an occ...upational hazard.”
Iris lifted Daisy onto her lap and began picking through her coat. “I wish you’d take more care with her,” she said to Edward, tweezing a nugget of something from Daisy’s fur and holding it between her fingers to examine.
“My dear, if I could control the weather, I would, but it’s not within my power,” he said. “When it doesn’t rain, the soil gets dry. When the soil gets dry, dogs get dusty.”
“I’ll have to give her a bath tonight.”MoreLess
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