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ash mumps


From: Simeon Watts
Subject: ash mumps
Date: Mon, 31 Jul 2006 04:28:46 -0600

Just then, after a minute of allowing this air of hostility to doits work, she moved and spoke. He was looking for some piece of harness to replace anotherwhich had probably broken. The woman dominated, swayed, attracted,repelled him as she pleased. Then, shortly before Christmas, a chance meeting came about in thekitchen. A strange hesitancy took possession of him. Her featuresbecame hollow under her mask. It was Bobby who rented a meadow where the two had never cutbefore. I had neverbeen inside a dentists office. It was Bobby who rented a meadow where the two had never cutbefore. He started out very early in the morning, at sun-up. In him, however, all sexual instincts were dead. He felt as if he carried the experience of a world,carried it as an actual load on his shoulders. To this that he had intended to buy her off. Niels could not help spying upon her sometimes. He never shaved anylonger, his hair hung low. Could he have stood up under such a strain? He was glad he could interpret his action soclearly, so accurately. Seeing that Niels was doing this for him, hewould not leave him while he was what he was. One fact stood out: she had givenher body . Her eyes held him, looking at him, derisively, looking at hisshrinking figure and drooping head . He went straight across the open and intothe stable whence he had watched her a while ago. She looked at him, questioningly, almost curiously. Heheard her passing through the dining room, into the hall, and upthe stairs. Had he, Niels wronged the woman, intentionally or not? No matter where he turned in his agony, he saw no help for it; hesaw no way out. Then the head of the man was lifted and obstructed the womanslook. Thefrown on his brow deepened into a scowl. Could he have stood up under such a strain? For a moment he felt that he must pitch forward and faint. Something, he knew not what, prompted him to do so. Again he was going tocarry out a preconceived plan. I cannot stay here, a prisoner, condemned toa life-sentence. But in thosefew seconds Niels had seen a number of things. If he avoided people in thissettlement, the people also avoided him. So it all came back to this that he should not have fallen . Then he stepped back to the little window. The woman whose laughter had died away followed every one of hismovements with her eye. Then he went out tobring in a few armfuls of wood for the heater in the dining room.

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