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From: | Dennis Moyer |
Subject: | [Adsyc-devel] entitled |
Date: | Sat, 16 Sep 2006 22:20:16 -0200 |
![]() He fellforward again, with arms
outstretched.
Not yet, said Aunt Hester, who was sometimes almost
naughty.
But all she said was:I hope it hasnt made your head
ache, James. That rooster, he was saying, is a fine bird; and look at thosefeathers
floating. If he didnt feel better to-morrow, he shouldhave Dash look at him. Tears
of compunction had welled up in her eyes.
The yapping broke into a sharp yelp, asif Cook had
taken a liberty in turn.
It was perhaps the first time she had openly
bearded her delicatebrother.
Better the day, better the deed, muttered Timothy;
and Aunt Juleytrembled. I will take it downstairs myself, she said; it shant be
teased. But she said severely:You see what youve done!
But he was soon to discover that his Flora hadan
excellent head, and knew how to keep it.
On no account did she mean to be thefirst to speak;
and she said, suddenly:There you sit, Ann! Thats not round the corner, said Timothy;
its downstairs. If one cant take careof ones things, one is not fit to have
them.
Swithin lifted it by the ruff round
itsneck.
It was with a mere glow that he discovered himself
to bein love with a married woman.
Thats not round the corner, said Timothy; its
downstairs.
Aunt Ann lifted her hands, spidery and
pale.
Better the day, better the deed, muttered Timothy;
and Aunt Juleytrembled. They mighttalk as they liked: Finding was keeping; and if
Timothy didntlike it, he could lump it! Thats not round the corner, said Timothy;
its downstairs. Emily said:Dont be disrespectful, Cicely. Well, it wouldcover that
blank on the stairs. Aunt Juley was atonce charmed and horrified.
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