Anywhere, it can be almost time for lunch in France

for her

Mathieu is struggling with the milk

bottle, which refuses to open. At

last with a determined punch of the

thumb he pierces the top and causes

the milk to gush forth. 

'Ah, merde! My eye!' Mathieu ex-

claims, bespattered with milk.

Franck imperturbably butters a

slice of bread and urges his broth-

er to do likewise. Then he gulps

down a glass of chocolate milk, 

prepared by himself, and states

emphatically:

'Excéllent!'

I had the pleasure, earlier today, to be in correspondence with a lady in France, when I noticed that the hour was approaching over there for lunch. It seems to me that it must only lift the heart, anywhere, to sense this sudden glimpse of highest sweetness.

                                                                                                     

François Truffaut

Livre de poche

Small Change:

  A film novel

Anselm Hollo 

  translation

Grove Press, 1976©