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"I slept on a sofa bed in Michael's library. Each night before retiring, I would go through a shelf or pile of books (his only filing system) filled with letters and reviews and notes. Every night brought a new revelation. A few letters from Mary Welsh, Hemingway's fourth wife, whom Michael had known in the war, were tucked into Hemingway books. In a debunking biography of Michael's hero, Aneurin Bevan, founder of the National Heath Service, I read Michael's comment on the flyleaf, which began "read with rising anger ..."