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[Wesnoth-patches] relatively soiled


From: Ned Larson
Subject: [Wesnoth-patches] relatively soiled
Date: Mon, 18 Sep 2006 23:40:06 +0100

She felt and felt, and tears rose in her eyes.
But, Miss Cress, what are you thinking of?
Why, somewhere farther up Fifth Avenue; hewas perfectly sure of that. Notso bad, really; and he had an idea hed never told it to thepeople.
Itemitted the faintest tremor of a laugh. Thats what I told you, snapped Miss Cress. With Munson absent, there was no knowing how George mightmuddle things. Near the top of the last stairway Godfrey plunged into a tunnel-likepassage. In the darker angles of the tunnel-like ascent, catamawfreys hung snoutdownward, nuzzling the dusk. Lavinia had once known it too, but nowshe was no longer able to remember it. Now what did the man see that was wrong with him,he wondered?
I HAD to, you see, becauseMunsons forgot to come home. And the phrase became acatchword in his little set that winter.
She dropped her hands from her face, and followed Miss Cress out of thelift. If youll just wait, madam, while I go down and ask Munson to open thesafe.
She and Miss Dunn got on verywell together, and knew on which side their bread was buttered.
In the next room he heard Filmorereluctantly, protestingly, laying out his evening clothes. She and Miss Dunn got on verywell together, and knew on which side their bread was buttered. He had nofear about the dinner tonight; a quiet intimate little affair at an oldfriends house. He looked into her eyes, deep aswells, and a thirst rose in him to drink of them. Warley levelled a contemptuous glance at him. The last sunlight filled the panes of the western oriel; it was as brightas a new day. Well, she says she saw him; she saw him last night at a dance.
He tried to beguile his nervousness by thinking of amusing things.
She disappeared, and Miss Cress poked up the fire, and persuaded Mrs.
Her _expression_ had become less anguished, and the nurse wonderedwhy. She felt and felt, and tears rose in her eyes. The bells of a flock of sheeptinkled homeward.
Why, somewhere farther up Fifth Avenue; hewas perfectly sure of that. Certainly they were there now, as all who mounted at dusk to the kingscastle had reason to know.
This he handed in turn to one after another of the imaginaryguests, and finally presented to Mrs. Sometimes for days she did not speak; when she saw the king she merelyburst out laughing.

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