Maybe we can run it later on, when -″No!″ Guido cut in. ″Neither now nor later - not ever!
Now kindly shut up while Momo and I have a talk.″ ″Well, pardon me!″ the second young woman retorted angrily.
″It's your publicity we're discussing, not mine. Think carefully: can you really afford to pass up such an opportunity at this stage in your career?″
″No, I can't,″ Guido cried in desperation, ″but Momo stays out of it! And now, for pity's sake, leave us in peace for five minutes.″
The secretaries relapsed into silence. Limply, Guido drew a hand across his eyes.
″You see how far gone I am?″ He patted Momo's arm and gave a wry little laugh.
I couldn't go back now, even if I wanted to - I'm beyond redemption. ″Guido's still Guido!″ - remember? Well, Guido isn't Guido any more.
Believe me, Momo, there's nothing more dangerous in life than dreams that come true, at least when they come true like mine.
I've nothing left to dream about, and not even you could teach me to dream again. I'm fed up to the teeth with everything and everyone.″
He stared morosely out of the window. ″The most I could do now would be to stop telling stories and keep mum,
if not for the rest of my life, at least until people had forgotten all about me and I was poor and unknown again.
But poverty without dreams? No, Momo, that would be sheer hell. I'd sooner stay where I am.
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