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From: | Sally Wilkerson |
Subject: | [Cgitechs-public] grand prix |
Date: | Sat, 16 Sep 2006 18:17:34 +0200 |
Tomorrow, being Saturday, Im going to look after
Mrs. She shall see with her own eyeswhat HER children have done to poor, helpless,
innocent Ivy.
Terry wouldnt understand whatI meant if I said THAT
to him. Annes hand suddenly tingled to box Hazels ears with a strangehorrible
primitive tingle of desire.
Of course Im very young, but I want to be married
when I AM young,before the BLOOM goes off life. If you cant sit down and talk
sensibly, Hazel, I wish you wouldgo away. How do you like my new sash and shoulder
bows?
For the first time in her lifethe night seemed like
a friend to her.
But we thank you for REVEALING US TO
OURSELVES.
Anne felt the fountain-pen being forced into her
hand . Anne locked the door and sat downwith a book by the hall window.
Sheexplored the woodshed and looked up and down the
street. We want to play wolf, they both cried together. Oh, I dont know if I hate
youthe most or pity you the most! I told Terry to be good to you while I wasaway
Raymond is a widow who came to our town lastwinter.
Well, they say after your heart is broken you neversuffer any more. Grand had talked
himself out and bowed himself away. Oh, Miss Shirley, if I could only find myself
free again . I think sapphires are too dark for engagement rings.
My intentions were honorable, said Anne, laughing.
Awful good, echoed Geraldine, with equal solemnity. Ive heard that LEMON JUICE will
bleach freckles.
I guess I can talk in my own yard, said
Geraldine.
She has sparkling shallow blue eyeswith no thought
behind them. I feel so much youngerthan I did this time last year, she added with a
laugh. How do you like my new sash and shoulder bows? Im afraid it might be a little
confining, said Anne perversely.
Therewere times when Elizabeth desired perversely
to yell loud and long. And what about themillionaire patient and the honeymoon villa
on the blueMediterranean?
Admit you found it pleasant to
beworshiped.
Ivywas always spotless when she left
home.
She longed for scarlet sash and shoulderbows and
white embroidered dresses.
Oh, Miss Shirley, CAN you smell the
apple-blossomfragrance?
Things were just bound to happen in Avonlea .
Therewere times when Elizabeth desired perversely to yell loud and long.
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