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I always get a kick out of Ernest Hemingway’s account of trolling the drunken F. Scott Fitzgerald in A Moveable Feast:

Scott, I was to find, believed that the novelist could find out what he needed to know by direct questioning of his friends and acquaintances. The interrogation was direct.

‘Ernest,’ he said. ‘You don’t mind if i call you Ernest, do you?’

‘Ask Dunc,’ I said.

‘Don’t be silly. This is serious. Tell me, did you and your wife sleep together before you were married?’

‘I don’t know.’

‘What do you mean, you don’t know?’

‘I don’t remember.’

‘But how can you not remember something of such importance?’

‘I don’t know,’ I said. ‘It is odd, isn’t it?’

‘It’s worse than odd,’ Scott said. ‘You must be able to remember.’

‘I’m sorry. It’s a pity, isn’t it?’

‘Don’t talk like some limey,’ he said. ‘Try to be serious and remember.’

‘Nope,’ I said, ‘It’s hopeless.’

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