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From: | Nelly Mckee |
Subject: | [Bhpos-bert] deportation |
Date: | Wed, 20 Sep 2006 17:20:03 +0300 |
Ill make an awful ass of myself,and Id much rather
my friends didnt see it.
Thank you very much, said Leithen in his ordinary
voice. Everything dependedon having Jimsie out of sight of the Lang Whang for half
an hour. Leithen was warming to his work, and his tones were a subtle studyin
dilapidated gentility.
Tell the fellow we eat dirt for our servants
officiousness. He must bea dandy at the game, too, to get a salmon in that dead
water.
He was in horrible old clothes, but he hadan Eton
shield on his watch-chain. Angus thinks he is the Devil, said Junius.
The two threaded mysterious passages and came out
into amoonlit stable-yard. All sound had ceasedexcept the rare cry of a bird from
the hill, and the hoot of a wanderingowl. They dont mix well, said the Colonel
sadly.
At the sight of Agatha he descended
hastily.
Ill be a witness for the defence if youre ever
accused. It would have been a holiday for meto get into the trenches. In your
country, where everybody was soldiering, the case mustbe far more
common.
I have had a lot of bad luck but Ive mostly myself
to blame. Oh, I should have guessed, the girl lamented.
Get youon your bicycle, Jimsie, and away after him.
Sir Edward Leithen visited us two years ago as the guest of ourBar
Association.
But when Jimsie returned in a matter of ten minutes
he was empty-handed. Oh, I dont meant that were actually going to make a fuss. Ive
gotten the saumon, said the latter, and your rod and gaff too.
I have had a lot of bad luck but Ive mostly myself
to blame.
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