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Sen. generation gap


From: Joyce Briggs
Subject: Sen. generation gap
Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2006 18:13:18 -0700

It certainly is, admitted Anthony; but I dont think Ill bestopping at Mother Maries. There were several awkward pauses now in their talk. This is the corner of the Place Publique and the Rue Claude. Mersquitz, the queensconfessor, said grace assisted by two acolytes and an almoner. The mystery of his birth, whatever it was, nowconcerned him and Don Luis alone. And beyond them, making itself visible by amirage-like blink, lay the levels of Lake Pontchartrain. They now reached the top of the levee, a grassy street stretchingalong the stockaded walls.
They will be going in in a moment now, she said. He simplywent down and got into the carriage. He turned toward the levee to find the source ofthe phenomenon. Occasionally with asuperb aim and insouciance he spat into the cows eye.
Under his feet he felt faint earthquake shocks.
Fora moment he felt himself wriggling on the knees of the priest againand shouting with pain.
The scarf of official mourning floated outgayly from it in the breeze. Anthony had always been a puzzle tothe banker.
Everything he had brought with him was against the lawto import. We both follow the medical profession, bythe way. Everything he had brought with him was against the lawto import. Howdy, capn, howdy, said the three with great respect toMitchell as he passed them.
Mississippi, Mississippi, Mississippi, lisp theripples, nibbling along a thousand miles of levees.
MQuiston was then left fully revealed, flushed and pop-eyed,paralysed from the waist down. To escape it men inveteratelysought the company of one another. They were preparing to makefast to the levee now.
The mouth ofthe Mississippi spoke the truth. Madrid can be lonely, sultry and hot at the hour of the siesta.
Hissleep was audible; a kind of faint purr.
Anthony found himself telling her of his wanderings and his hopes.
Its some time sinceIve heard English spoken.
A boatload of officers, in gold braid and bright blue uniforms, putoff for the ship. Conants introduction of himself was so lugubriously proper,however, that it was obvious Mr. This gets in your blood, he added, waving his hands about thesquare.

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