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From: | Jerry Myers |
Subject: | [dev-serveez] dated |
Date: | Tue, 19 Sep 2006 02:29:44 -0200 |
Then, sternly, he added, Aman whod do a thing like
that ought to be shot. He put his arms around herand drew her to him.
He can get init, and ride, and ride, and ride. Come
on in, Ben, said Coker, coming to the door. You can still git beer in Charleston, he
added with adissipated leer. The weariness of the night wore in upon their jaded
nerves, layupon their dry hot eyeballs. Bowdens party: Max Isaacs, Malvin
Bowden,Eugene, two girls named Josie and Louise, and Mrs.
As he stood by his valise, washed, brushed,excited,
she wept a little. Dear Lord, their number wasfew in these unhappy
days.
He jerked down his vest,slipping a wadded
ten-dollar bill into Eugenes pocket. They looked under the lifted curtain
atbrightness. Some day youll see me, and you wont evenknow me.
He had become inarticulate;his voice went off into
a speechless jargon.
He placed his trembling fingers lightlyupon her
garter. He saw strange dusky faces, palm frondage, and heard thelittle tinkling
sounds of Asia.
As the phantom cavalcade of poetry and the drama
wound downto him, Dr. At John Dorsey Leonards direction heput it on. An
undulantsurge rolled in deceptively, and rose suddenly to her chin,drinking her
breath. He took the long chewed weed from hismouth and looked at it
thoughtfully.
Im going to be a well man after this, said Gant.
Thereafter, he was called poetically to table, to the telephone, togo an errand.
Thereafter, he was called poetically to table, to the telephone, togo an
errand.
I dont know, Louise, he said, staring critically.
Yes, said Malvin Bowden, a travelling man got her in trouble. Afaint grin of
happiness and relief hovered about his thin mouth.
Cokers voice sank to a hush of reverence. The elder
soda-jerker, scowling, drew a sopping ragacross a puddle of slop upon the marble
slab.
They went away and joined the Frencharmy.
Thetranquil, incessant thunder of the sea made in them a lonely music.
Margaret lifted her troubled eyes from the
paper.
They looked under the lifted curtain atbrightness.
A young sailor took them over a destroyer.
Coker closed the door and sat downat his untidy
desk.
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