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From: | bug-gfe |
Subject: | plagiarist eddy |
Date: | Sat, 16 Sep 2006 19:56:37 -0500 |
She goes on in the same tone, withoutlooking at
him.
He stole it from a warehouse on faked permits. She
keeps hervoice low, but her tone is commanding.
I called up the executorswhen we reached the Inn
after leaving here.
She is holding out her tumbler but he
ignoresit.
He puts his glass and the pitcher back on the
boulder. Otherwise,everything is the same, and this Act follows the preceding
withoutany lapse of time.
By the end of the week, is the
rightdope.
Otherwise,everything is the same, and this Act
follows the preceding withoutany lapse of time. His face against her breast looks
pale andhaggard in the moonlight. I wont see you again before I leave for New York.
Therell be aspeak open, and some drunk laughing.
I told Phil the gladtidings and bought drinks for
all and sundry.
She goes on in the same tone, withoutlooking at
him.
For Gods sake, cant you leave her alone even now?
She looks down at him again and speakssoothingly as she would to a child. And then
you slapped them groggy when they tried for more.
From the time I was a kid, I loved race-horses. She
had only me toattend to things for her and take care of her.
She has a quart of whiskey underher arm, two
tumblers, and a pitcher of water.
Josie sits in the same position on the steps, as if
she had notmoved, her arms around Tyrone. And dont be telling me of your old flames,
ontrains or not. Her voice trembles with surprising meekness. Ill try tocontrol my
envy for your Broadway flames.
Imean, for not believing Im a rotten louse. Dont
you realize what a lousyposition youve put him in with your brazen-trollop
act?
As SHE loves andunderstands and
forgives!
And Ive been head over heels inlove ever since you
said you loved my beautiful soul. The horses were beautiful, but I found myself
saying tomyself, what of it?
Well, I know my fathers virtues without youtelling
me. For Gods sake, cant you let her rest in peace?
She has a quart of whiskey underher arm, two
tumblers, and a pitcher of water.
She was in her coffin in the baggage car. I knew I
ought to be heartbroken but Icouldnt feel anything. She forces adefensive,
self-derisive smile.
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