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From: | Ambrose Oconnell |
Subject: | pasteurized |
Date: | Tue, 19 Sep 2006 15:51:40 +0800 |
Doctor Blake nudgesBorden and motions him to stay
behind. Ilooked everywhere around the house and couldnt find you. The minute they
sent for me I knew whatd happened.
Doctor Blakesays she will have herself in bed sick
if she doesnt look out. It is a moonlight night two days after the murder of Ezra
Mannon. Ilooked everywhere around the house and couldnt find you.
It would be bad for him to get tied to your apron
strings again.
She is dressed in a gown of green velvet that sets
offher hair. He pushes hisback up against the head of the bed in a half sitting
position.
Is that why you were so willing to giveyourself
tonight? Then all the yearsweve been man and wife would rise up in my mind and I
would try tolook at them. Its dreadful he should die just at his momentof
victory.
The doctor gave me orders to avoidworry or any
over-exertion or excitement.
Behind her mother, in the portico, she stops
andturns.
Isnt beauty an abominationand love a vile thing? I
would feel more honor between myself and life!
A smallstand, with a candle on it, is by the head
of the bed on the left.
Youve used me, youve given mechildren, but Ive
never once been yours! He wears abandage around his head high up on his
forehead.
Its dreadful he should die just at his momentof
victory.
She stands staring fascinatedly upat the window,
wringing her hands in a pitiful desperation. But probablythats because youre so
tired.
Your eyes have been probing me, as if you were a
judge againand I were the prisoner. His eyesare fixed on her in a terrible accusing
glare.
Ive seen too many rotting in the sun to make grass
greener!
He wears a mustache similar to Brants which serves
toincrease their resemblance to each other. She is dressed in a gown of green velvet
that sets offher hair.
Mannon, and they turn to the steps and the door is
closed. Then Mannons voice comessuddenly from the bed, dull and lifeless. I turned
to Vinnie, but a daughters not a wife. Christine can be seen in thehall just inside
the door. There is a seconds uncomfortable silence.
He is a tall, spare, big-boned man of fifty,
dressedin the uniform of a Brigadier-General. Doyou think I want to make it harder
for myself?
She stands staring fascinatedly upat the window,
wringing her hands in a pitiful desperation. You want me to playmy part well when he
comes, dont you?
Lavinia musthave been starting to go
alone.
You made meappear a lustful beast in my own
eyes!
Wouldnt you like to sit here on the steps for
awhile?
He wears a mustache similar to Brants which serves
toincrease their resemblance to each other.
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