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From: | Harriot Tran |
Subject: | [Gnu-search-hackers] stimulate |
Date: | Tue, 5 Sep 2006 17:07:30 +0300 |
You and I agreed that it ought to be talked
about,didnt we?
Iremember Uncle Bije did say something about their
making fortunesafterward, out West, somehow.
How is it that they hadso much money and he had so
little? I generally talk easier when Im understeam. But honestly, Mother, it is
funny the way ones ideaschange. I could leavemother at home and go up there by
myself, couldnt I?
Banks tried to protest further, to do more
explaining, but wordswere hard to find.
That wont be tooearly to fit in with your college
habits, will it? How is it that they hadso much money and he had so
little?
You willkeep house for us both in some nice
apartment, say.
Probably I should talkthe same way if I had never
been anywhere else and was as ancientas he is. According to you, mother and I are
paupers, we always have beenpaupers.
Ill behome as soon as I can, but dont sit up for
me. Now even your motheragrees that you must understand just how things
are.
Ill do that much;after that its up to
you.
He rolledwhen he walked, like a ship in a seaway.
According to you, mother and I are paupers, we always have beenpaupers.
According to you, mother and I are paupers, we
always have beenpaupers. He took the lamp from the table and turned toward the door
at thefoot of the stairs.
The Malabar Hotel was an ancient hostelry on Main
Street. But never mind them and never mind how much or how little Silasleft.
Honestly, I cant believe things are as bad as you say they are.
The whole place hasshrunk; I give you my word it
has. Margaret Bradford was silent for a moment. His allowance was notlarge, but it
was sufficient.
But last night Uncle Bijestarted to tell me about
things I hadnt known. Had to have my education, he repeatedslowly.
For the first time there was a doubt, anunanswered
question, in his mind. Have you made any plans where youre goin to begin to
beone?
Go to sleep; thats what I am going to do. If you
are yourfathers son I know youre not. Youve got more sand in your craw than I
thought youhad, he observed. I wantedus both to be happy as long as we
could.
He didnt leave anybody to carryon where he left
off. I generally talk easier when Im understeam.
They must have been a lot worse offafterward. I
must clear the table and do the dishes, she said. Its pretty likely, he growled,
that a couple of the selectmenmay drop in on me to-night.
You aint in thepoorhouse, or anywhere nigh it.
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