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[bug-serveez] plane haircut


From: Tybalt Lucas
Subject: [bug-serveez] plane haircut
Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2006 02:50:26 +0200

If she only knew the answers tothose questions! It would have seemed more outrageous to him thanthe lions. This was what you might call a hellish discovery.
That would not affect his chances materially.
I didntwant to go to church, Aunt Margaret, because my clothes were soshabby. Even his horses had learned tounderstand a milder vocabulary. Was this what she had supposed she loved?
His heart was pounding with a wildexultation in his breast.
It wasthe one where that fool reporter had writ up the story of the jug.
When shelifted her head he was standing before her. Red-ribbed fields on the Treewoofe hilltestified to many a glad days work on Hughs part. And thank heaven decent dresses were in again! Those who could look out of the window did so.
It was the grim lady who had satunder the mantelpiece.
He went up to Denzils, one evening, firmly resolved. She went on, past thegraveyard where her father lay, up the Three Hills road. He cast himselfdown upon it, sobbing terribly.
It must be something connected withthe jug.
It wasplain to be seen now why she had thrown Penny over so heartlessly.
And he was in for marrying awoman like that.
Davidand Percy Dark nodded shamefacedly to each other and mentioned theweather. Gay turned and threw herself into his arms.
Hugh was sitting there, alone, bythe ashes of his desolate fireplace. It was a long time before Brian could sleep, curled up in the bunkthat had once been Big Sams.
He wished he hadnever heard of the old Dark jug.
Brian went to the house and asked him if he had seen thecalves.
That was why herlevees had been so interesting.
Thomas Ashley went away, lamenting a lost dream. Little Sam had not, but he made Brian go in and havesupper with him.
There was, it seemed, still laughter in theworld. Uncle Pippin decided it was because every one wastoo polite.
Little Sams lightgleamed cheerily through the blur of rain that was beginning tofall.
By the time supper was over, the rain was pouring down. As soon as she could speak she told Noel to run away.

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