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From: | Bartholomew Garland |
Subject: | [Formuleweb-general] stupefied distraction |
Date: | Wed, 20 Sep 2006 18:01:01 -0700 |
We had put out our lantern because it made theair
in that confined space almost unbreathable. And how had thewallet come into
Tsang-yangs possession?
His whole system isbeing poisoned by the
abscess.
Damn foolishness is all right if persisted in, said
the babu. Then he told of me only the half of what is true about himself! We began
to feel faith in the man, he took such pains to guide usand did it so cheerfully. In
imagination I felt myself falling over the edge of theravine beside the
road.
He is a black-souleddevils offspring and a liar,
whose oath is no good.
I aint got no copyright on the name, you
understand.
The others fell asleep at once, but I was restless.
They began to talk together much more than we relished.
However, Tsang-Mondrong refused to say why he had
wished Tsang-yang to have it. I was all right; Id a letter for the
Kun-Dun.
It did not sound like a cry for help; it was more
defiant thanthat, but the note was desperate.
Tsang-Mondrong said the chiling Rait made two or
three attemptsto poison him. It did not sound like a cry for help; it was more
defiant thanthat, but the note was desperate. We asked him his name, and he said it
was Mordecai. In imagination I felt myself falling over the edge of theravine beside
the road. That letter in Raits wallet was a searchlight thrown on his character.
Tsang-Mondrong said the chiling Rait made two or three attemptsto poison
him.
But our determination to save the ponies had an
unforeseen result.
I got wise to him after a bit; and Im askeen as
what he is to find Sham-bha-la.
On the outside of the wallet were the letters E. On
the outside of the wallet were the letters E.
He is now on his way to cure the gallstonesof a
chieftain of Ladakh by means of magic poultices. Tsang-Mondrong said the chiling
Rait made two or three attemptsto poison him.
We stood them both in front of us and sat down with
our backsagainst the loads.
Tsang-Mondrong said the chiling Rait made two or
three attemptsto poison him. I tried topeer out of the tent but could see
noting.
Tsang-Mondrong is a snake whose liver crawls with
lice! I crept through the dark and Grim followed. We stood them both in front of us
and sat down with our backsagainst the loads.
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