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From: | Agatha Head |
Subject: | [Aleona-CVS] flashback |
Date: | Fri, 15 Sep 2006 10:46:06 +0100 |
Were done, you know, if we go on
beingself-satisfied.
Ive beenhere three weeks, and I think Ive made a
fair diagnosis. If anybody in my job could talk like that hed be leadingthe country
inside four years.
Yet everybodys after hisshare in an imaginary
loot.
The mystics who lift you to a higher
plane.
But at the back ofhis head he heard the shriek of
the uprooted mandrakes.
That will come, for the whole system is rotten. Big
wages wereearned in the war, and there were a good many nest-eggs laid by. An
incident a few dayslater did not help matters.
The same tow-headed, cheery,
talkativeblighter?
But I know a good deal about youfrom
Jackie.
He had large dreams for Englishagriculture. If Miss
Covert remained aloof, Adam found that he was movingtowards a closer friendship with
Utlaw. Charles Tombs is a stick, but he has a wonderfulmind. My answer is by what
theologianscall the grace of God. He received a curt bow and a surprised glance from
thedeep eyes.
If anybody in my job could talk like that hed be
leadingthe country inside four years.
But I know a good deal about youfrom
Jackie.
Lifes a perpetual affair of goingover the top, he
said; and it doesnt provide a rum ration.
His humour was his salvation, for he had a
pleasantgift of laughing at himself.
Were a class army andwe must stick together till
the battle is won.
Were a class army andwe must stick together till
the battle is won.
The impression hegave was one of intense, quivering
earnestness.
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