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[Cwriter-fr] sobriety


From: Marianne Richard
Subject: [Cwriter-fr] sobriety
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2006 13:10:20 +0200

He was a man of education and intelligence. Cousin Stickles took up the refrain betweenher moans of despair.
Thats a pretty little thought, remarked Abel meditatively, as heground some tobacco up in his hand.
Yet she sighed as she went down to meet BarneySnaith in her old snuff-brown silk. She found herself thinking of him in season and out of season.
Valancy had not seen Cecilia Gay for years. Neither of his eyebrowslooked like the other.
But no woman comeshere in Jim Stirlings pay.
Valancy could not quite explain, even to herself, just why shewanted to go to that party.
She could no more escape from itthan Roaring Abel from his predestination.
Stallingarrived, but now he sat down in a corner of the parlour and foldedhis arms.
She kneltdown by Cissy and put her arms about her.
Im not afraid of any of RoaringAbels stages. She was not in the least afraid, with Barney atthe wheel. Can I acquiremerit by getting or doing anything there for you or Cissy? And she said,I dont believe Cissy was a bad girl, but I dont care if shewas. He didnt know how she had beenbrought up.
It was the first time she had worn a pretty dress since theorgandies of her early teens.
Another circlet of them went round her hair,dressed in the low puffs that became her. Valancy gatheredhandfuls of them and strung them on a cord. Nowit was a faded, dreary old place, with a leprous, patched roof andshutters hanging askew.

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