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gal. incentive


From: Joy Stroud
Subject: gal. incentive
Date: Thu, 21 Sep 2006 02:50:15 +0200

By the time supper was over, the rain was pouring down. Thegulf was dark blue and the pasture fields adream. He crushed back the mad words ofpassion that rushed to his lips.
Allthe lost colour and laughter of life seemed to have returned.
It must be something connected withthe jug. Lets laugh at it then, said Stanton Grundy. He could not save the jug but he deflected slightly the MoonMans aim.
My shins been aching scandalously for two days.
And very tired, for he had been picking potatoes all day.
I wonder, he thought wistfully, what it would be like to beloved. Somebody had come up to him onthe veranda and said archly, Dont DARE to say you dont know ME. This was not at all what he hadlooked for. I always carried it round ina folder in my breast pocket.
Brian went to the house and asked him if he had seen thecalves.
Allthe lost colour and laughter of life seemed to have returned. Penny felt a fine glow of victorious satisfaction with himself. Almost sure, stammered the miserable Dandy, who couldnt feelsure even of his own name just then.
She was an exquisite thing in the moonlight,with her brilliant eyes and her wind-ruffled hair.
And we wont ever know who should have had the pieces, saidWilliam Y.
Itwas getting very dark, and he was frightened.
The Duncan Darksought to be ashamed of themselves. Well both be bad and wicked together then, Brian.
You wont mind howsilly Ive been, will you, Roger? Oncehe saw a boy about his own age standing by his mothers side.
Its burned up with all the rest of the spare-room things.
The ghostly rival of thirty years was laid atlast.
The wind was offshoreand the waves were not high, but they made a strange, sobbing,lonely sound.
Little Sam had already spent many lonely evenings this fall. Most people thought itserved him right for wearing pyjamas.
Then he thought she might suspect his real feelings on thematter and be weeping over them. Margaret smiled and put her arm around him.
Anyhow, if anybody had got it I reckon hed never have got homealive, said Stanton Grundy.
You shouldnt be out without a jacket on a night likethis. And very tired, for he had been picking potatoes all day.

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