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From: | Emma Clements |
Subject: | [Cogitatio-concepts] offshoot |
Date: | Tue, 19 Sep 2006 17:00:55 +0200 |
Trueman waited on a little while to
watch.
The planet did not seem to move, but that inky blue
spacebetween it and the moon seemed to spread.
Thosefunny little pats and arch pleasantries had
meant a great deal toMrs. It was awkward just now, too, when he was so shortof
money.
I dont know that Id care to see him inthat play
again. Dillons diamond; buttheir shadows made two dark masses on the white
sidewalk.
I like tragedy, but that plays a little
tootragic.
Harris wasasleep, with one of the twins on guard,
and he held up a warningfinger. Soon he brought out Cleveland, the black horse,with
his harness on. After hehad hitched the horse to the buggy, he came into the kitchen
towash his hands. Dillonand Trueman had got on; they stood with easy assurance on a
deckthat was their own. But there wasnothing for it but stupid animal
patience.
It brought thesweat out on her, and at last she sat
up and wiped her face withthe back of her hand.
Dillon who did the talking; he had awide-awake
voice with much variety in it. Neither of my heroes was afraid of laundry
bills.
After hehad hitched the horse to the buggy, he came
into the kitchen towash his hands.
It was a hotnight, and the clerks had closed the
store and gone home.
Trueman would usually accompany him as far as St.
He wont ask Father to endorsemy note, either. It was in the spring and summer that
one saw Mr. Rosen had given him andDel for Christmas.
The Democrats will have a long time tobe sorry they
ever turned Pops. I expect its about time, Mandy, murmured the old lady. His regard
for himmust have been very strong. You ought to be more careful what you eat,
Ma.
Dillonhad a musical, vibrating voice, and the
changeable grey eye that ispeculiarly Irish.
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