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From: bug-gfe
Subject: vain decently
Date: Sun, 6 Aug 2006 10:24:22 +0200

Doctor Burleigh swung round in his desk-chair and frowned at theold farmer. All the while, thoughI was technically in hiding, I could not feel myself in danger. People smiled and shrugged their shoulders gracefully. She snapped off a dark red one, and a ruffled new green leaf, andput them in his buttonhole. The safest thing at present was to look asbourgeois as possible. And then there happened astrange and moving thing. I missed somegood breakfasts by not being. It was a cold night for the time of year and no one sleptmuch. First thing you know, shell be getting too fat. I never passthis house that from the road I dont see your windows full offlowers. I wish I could convey to you the shocked alarm in his voice. It was the first time in fivenights that I had been able to sleep with my clothes off. The officer promised me that the letter should be delivered. Yet all this time they never searched thebed. Fortunately we managed to warn my wife in time. The next moment, however, they came upon a copy ofStalins pamphlet. And I hope the account I have givenis not too misleading. The little officermarched stiffly in front with a military step. He was exaggerating, but itshowed how Catalonia was regarded. Those eyebrows, two thin India-ink strokes, amused him, because heremembered how they used to be. I never passthis house that from the road I dont see your windows full offlowers. Well, its a good road out to your place; but I dont want youbumping around in a wagon much. Clearly the matter should be looked into. Next morning my wife slipped out of the hotel successfully. Oh, theyre good kids, all right, Rosicky assented. She sometimes forgot to give him the title she was so proud of. Rosicky asked her in Czech if she wasnt going to have any coffee. Yet all this time they never searched thebed. The graveyard had only a light wirefence about it and was all overgrown with long red grass. Now shesmakin a fedder quilt for my sons wife. Only last winter he had had such a good breakfast at Rosickys, andthat when he needed it. Youve got to be careful fromnow on, and you cant do heavy work any more. He put on his plush cap and his corduroy jacket with asheepskin collar, and went out. Those eyebrows, two thin India-ink strokes, amused him, because heremembered how they used to be. There he stopped his horsesand sat still on his wagon seat, looking about at the snowfall. We thought, talked,dreamed incessantly of Spain.

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