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From: | Bel Starr |
Subject: | [Ftba-commits] website |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 13:29:33 -0700 |
We have been arranging that you should go into a
home, said SirWilliam.
Unfortunately, yes; the peoplewe care for most are
not good for us when we are ill.
Warren Smith, he said, where we will teachyou to
rest.
Was there anything else they wished to ask him? He
put downhis cup on the little marble table.
Throwyourself into outside interests; take up some
hobby. The patient repeated the word war interrogatively.
He put downhis cup on the little marble
table.
So that you have nothing to worry you, no
financialanxiety, nothing?
He had been afloat on the cream of English
societyfor fifty-five years. Probably, Rezia thought, that wasSir William Bradshaws
house with the grey motor car in front ofit. He had been afloat on the cream of
English societyfor fifty-five years.
There Rezia satat the table trimming
hats.
Buthe would give him something to make him
sleep.
Smith, a friendly push beforehe could get past her
into her husbands bedroom.
Her husband was very seriously ill, SirWilliam
said.
But to us,they protested, life has given no such
bounty.
Holmes in the most amiableway in the
world.
And you have a brilliant career before you, said
Sir William.
They were proud of him; he had won crosses. She was
verylonely, she was very unhappy!
The fellow made a distasteful
impression.
The whole world was clamouring: Killyourself, kill
yourself, for our sakes. She had had to buy the roses, Rezia said, from a poor man
in thestreet.
Their packs scour the desert and vanishscreaming
into the wilderness. Unfortunately, yes; the peoplewe care for most are not good for
us when we are ill. There in the trenches the change which Mr. We have been
arranging that you should go into a home, said SirWilliam. A serioussymptom, to be
noted on the card. Try to think as little about yourself as possible, said
SirWilliam kindly. Never, never had Rezia felt such agony in her life!
But Rezia Warren Smith cried, walking down Harley
Street, that shedid not like that man. Now he had surrendered; now other people
musthelp him.
There Rezia satat the table trimming
hats.
And if some one should see, what matter they? They
had to be together, share with eachother, fight with each other, quarrel with each
other.
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