midday
I regret if it incommodes you , but I must touch it . I have seen no such resemblance to the brow of the Master . You might be his child . '' I need n't tell you , darling mother , that I went back to the boarders and the midday guests not minding them much . If I only could talk German properly I would have loved to have leant across the table to Herr Mannfried , an unwholesome looking young man who comes in to dinner every day from a bank in the Potsdamerstrasse , and is very full of that hatred which is really passion for England , and has pale hair and a mouth exactly like two scarlet slugs -- I 'm sorry to be so horrid , but it _ is _ like two scarlet slugs -- and said , -- `` Have you noticed that I have a _ Beethovenkopf _ ? What do you think of me , an _ Englanderin _ , having such a thing ? One of your own great men says so , so it must be true . ''