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From: | Thomas Vincent |
Subject: | [Dnarchitect-devel] Ferris wheel executive |
Date: | Fri, 8 Sep 2006 21:33:30 -0300 |
Youmay believe it or not as you like; but my hats
were really toosmall for me.
Julius Sagamore: you may be made of sawdust; but I
ammade of flesh and blood. I was down fourhundred and thirty pounds sixteen and
seven-pence by thetransaction. Has the matter on which you wish to consult me
anyreference to Mr Fitzfassendens family circle? I laughed until I fell onthe floor
of my box in screaming hysterics.
What Mr AdrianBlenderbland is to you, as it were.
The back of the chair snaps off short with a loudcrack. But can I depend on you to
control yourself? Dont get rattled, Ally: you will only put yourself inthe wrong
before Mr Sagamore.
My life is nothingto you: you do not even ask what
has driven me to this.
I will not have myaffairs discussed by anybody in
public or in private.
She is apleasant quiet little woman of the
self-supporting type.
If I questionedyour solvency, that would be a
libel.
Why did you give him the hundred and fifty totry
his luck with? Will you have the faceto pretend that he has any mental
charm?
My dear Mr Sagamore: never be content with a
singleopinion.
You forget the dignity of yourposition as my
husband.
I have never had aclient like you
before.
That will simplify our relations considerably,
madam.
I should very much like toknow how to make it up to
fifty thousand. You forget the dignity of yourposition as my husband.
Will you have the goodness not to speak of me as
her?
I have never had aclient like you before. To have
the story of my infatuation told in headlinesin every rag in London!
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