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From: | Olivia Jamison |
Subject: | [Bug-sweater] lighthearted |
Date: | Mon, 28 Aug 2006 18:58:50 -0300 |
And as it waspainful repression for them, they did
not encourage her hanginground.
I will like the chessy-cat but I dont want the
ear-rings.
It made avery pretty fairy paper, as Emily found by
cocking her eyes at it. Nancy says you can sleep as long as you like in the morning,
saidCaroline.
She lay still and her great, grey-purple eyes
said,Save me.
Dear Father, this is a very strange world.
Everybody knows what kind of aman hes been ever since, though. She COULDNT have gone
away of her ownaccord and left her dear little baby.
Life at Wyther Grange suddenlywent stale. The
portion upon which one of her legs lay was quite loose andpendent also. To the end
of her life Emily never forgot that first horrible nightat Wyther Grange. Nobody
willinterfere with you or try to bring you up.
She felt horriblyfar away from everybody. She felt
that she was on the verge of solvingthe mystery that had so long worried and puzzled
her. It lackedbut little of hysterics with her already. Sit right there, Tweed, till
I come back.
I dont likeany of them Ive seen very much but they
seem to me a good deallike other people.
I never heard the rights of that story, said
Caroline.
Emily felt a cold perspiration on her
brow.
But not the end of the shame and wretchedness she
brought to herhome, said Caroline shrewishly.
After all, I think Ill like Wyther Grange, said
Emily. Theremust have been a fearful mistake somewhere. After all, I think Ill like
Wyther Grange, said Emily.
Thank goodness, my stomach has stood by me if my
goodlooks havent.
Therustles and flutterings and cries and moans were
all too real.
I shiver when I see it but yet I go tolook at it
every day. And if I die pleasedont let Aunt Elizabeth find my letter-bills ever. I
wont stay another night inthat horrible haunted room.
Do you know who your knightly rescuer is? She
undressed rather hastily, blew out the light and got into bed. She wrote me that
they couldnt doanything more about the Midsummer Nights Dream till I got
back.
Emily, full of pluck, helped him bydigging her toes
into the crumbling bank. Emily was not quite certain whether she really liked it or
not.
Id rather not have people notice my ears. IKNOW
Ilses mother COULDNT have done anything like that.
She says it makes her feel like Methoosaleh.
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