#impliedmeanings

'Oh, Jake,' Brett said, "we could have had such a damned good time together.'  Ahead was a mounted policeman in khaki directing traffic. He raised his baton. The car slowed suddenly pressing Brett against me. 'Yes,' I said. 'Isn't it pretty to think so?'

It felt comfortable to be in a country where it is so simple to make people happy. You can never tell whether a Spanish waiter will thank  you.  Everything is on such a clear financial basis in France.  It is the simplest country to live in. No one makes things complicated by becoming your friend for any obscure reason.

Outside in the square the fiesta was going on. It did not mean anything.

The food was good and so was the wine.

At noon we were all at the cafe. It was crowded.

'You mustn't ever get bored at your first bull-fight, Robert,' Mike said. 'It might make such a mess.

The young man glanced at Gesar again

“Winston reaches down and cautiously scratched his varicose ulcer. It had begun itching again”