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From: Mildred Nicholson
Subject: [bug-gcron] thorn
Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 11:42:52 -0700

HowI do hate men who give themselves such airs!
There was a storm outside, and that helps. No, said Lhaten, but I think you will not see what you go for.
It was difficultnot to betray the change in our attitude toward him. I helped him to enter Tibet but I never heard ofhim again.
I gives him a draft on Benjamin to pay my boardand lodging.
I walks rights up to him, and hes so scaredhe cant yell. You believe that such people exist, or you would hardly risk yourlives to look for them in Tibet. You believe that such people exist, or you would hardly risk yourlives to look for them in Tibet.
Silence then, and you could hear it with your backbone. Id have lost the way sure, only I got thinking again after a bitand let them show me.
Then silence, and we listened to the windunder the eaves.
I reckoned theyd know I was making forLadakh, and theyd keep on going until they caught up.
Its all talk that them passes cant be crossed in winter.
They turnedtheir rumps toward it and had to be beaten to face it again. Half a dozenmay have found it but I think all the others perished. There werent no noise, nor nothing a man was used to. Their shed door was open and the placestark empty except for two wool-stuffed mattresses. Yet few know who their friends are;and a false friend is a devil in disguise.
ThisMister Jimgrim says he had no plan at all until he reached Leh. I can stick out most things, but it made youfeel your head werent yours.

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