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From: | Tony Goins |
Subject: | [Dcciv-users] aboriginal volume |
Date: | Thu, 21 Sep 2006 00:52:06 +0000 |
Pickerbaugh informed him, I have received very
pleasantletters from Dean Silva and Dr.
Why,youd be making three-four thousand a year some
day, if you juststuck to it. You bet your life they do, and thats why I tell you you
ought tocut out the poker and the booze.
He was more eloquent than ever; then he was
annoyed.
The frail and decent body was not comfortable in
the board-linedwhitewashed ward. All those old narrow streetsand old
castles!
Sondelius looked about, and Martin would havesworn
that the Great Man was lonely.
And ten dreadful days went by and fifteen, and all
but the firstcase did prove to be chicken-pox. Cant you fix it somehow soyou could
stay? Sit down, Nilsson, sit down and have a drink.
He wouldnt dare pick onher if she wasnt so poor,
they said, and they talked of a jail-delivery. She whispered, scarce to be heard:He
would have been such a sweet baby.
All eveninghe read to her, not history now and
Henry James but Mrs.
He was so fortunate as to have a case of small-pox
andseveral which he suspected. The wheat-buyer at Delft said:Doc, whats this I hear?
You dont see ME needing anyliquor, do you?
Sondelius looked about, and Martin would havesworn
that the Great Man was lonely. Martin promised to iteverything he had missed. I
suppose you get your biggest competition from Silzer, Doctor? Nobody looked at him,
nobody seemed todesire a companion. In the taxi-cab he tried tothink of the proper
things to say to a celebrity. Martin was cramped by the hours ofslow riding.
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