Old woman: What do you want?
Marwood: I'm a friend of Montague Withnail. He's lent us his cottage. I wondered if you could sell us some food. Eggs and things.
[she stares at him with a blank expression]
Marwood: What about wood and coal?
[he spots her hearing aid]
Marwood: [bends closer to her] I'm not from London, you know.
Old woman: I don't care where you come from!
[She slams the door. He walks away.]
Marwood: [To himself] Not the attitude I'd been given to expect from the H. E. Bates novel I'd read. I thought they'd all be out the back drinking cider and discussing butter. Clearly a myth. Evidently country people are no more receptive to strangers than city dwellers.
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