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From: | Brian Lambert |
Subject: | lava closed shop |
Date: | Tue, 22 Aug 2006 11:26:08 +0200 |
And cold with terror, he beganto mumble with a
thickened tongue: Oh, but Ann, Ann! He sat on the backseat beside Ann and the big
Alsatian dog; Starwick and Elinor werein front.
Who the hell do you think you are,
anyway?
Suchopen barefaced goings on, my friends, right in
the face of decentpeople!
He sat on the backseat beside Ann and the big
Alsatian dog; Starwick and Elinor werein front. Oh, its going to be charming,
charming, isnt it? When he got outside, Elinor was sitting in thecar, waiting for
him.
A thousand times he had foreseen this
thing.
She did not answer, and he shook her
roughly.
She looked at him sullenly, angrily, a moment
longer; and suddenlyher eyes were wet with tears. Wont you write me now and then to
cheer meup? Im sure they think were ALL living in sin together. When they got to the
station, the clock still lackedmore than five minutes to train-time.
They finished lunch in a sullen and unhappy
silence. The suspense, darling, is growingQUITE unbearable.
She did not answer, but began to walk rapidly
ahead. But after ALL, my dear, what else do you expect? Who the hell do you think
you are, anyway?
You mustntlook like this, you mustnt act this way
If the lure of the greatcity has proved too much
for you, go you must. She made a sudden tormented movement of anguish and despair,
andturning, tried to walk away.
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