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From: | Erasmus Armstrong |
Subject: | exalt |
Date: | Fri, 15 Sep 2006 04:31:28 -0600 |
With every yard that he advanced into the dank
green wilderness hisoppression increased.
Meantime the other had stripped almost to the buff,
revealing amighty chest furred like a pelt. Who are you, then, that watches thus the
comings and goings oftravellers?
They turned slow eyes on the newcomer,and made room
for him in their circle.
Thisthrew Johnson into a transport of wrath. Among
friendsyou will doubtless tell another tale. Ihave no possession but my name, and no
calling but that ofphilosopher. I made anxious inquiries as to his health,but he
waved me aside. That no man can know unless he be sealed of it. Take your ease,
AlastairMaclean, among friends. There is my sisterQueensberry, and there is Mr
Murray, His Majestys Solicitor. But our titlesare as many as the by-names of
Jupiter. Alady turned, and at the sight of the young man her eyebrows
lifted.
Youcome from the North to bid a great man risk his
all on a wildhazard. Whistle there the catch I taught you last night, and maybe
theNaked Men will come to your aid.
I can offer you better hospitality, sir, than a bed
by the fire. Its my duty to constrain ee in the name of our Lord the King. I touch
you, thefiddler said, but not closely. Ask the moor-men if the Spoonbills
troubletheir heads with Governments? I have a liking for you, and would fain serve
you.
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