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From: | Lewis Watts |
Subject: | press conference off-the-record |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 11:13:19 -0000 |
Martin pleaded, Id like to come back, if youll let
me.
He rememberedwith drunken tears the hour of buying
the dinner jacket.
Fact, one time I planned to study law and go right
in forpolitics.
Why, the average well-to-do man appreciated
attention!
Martin pleaded, Id like to come back, if youll let
me.
He was a neatly finished person, Geake, eye-glassed
andenthusiastic and fond of people.
He said good-by to no one in Mohalis save his
landlady. While Clif was ordering, a man stopped beside their table. Few phenomena
at the dinner were so closely observed by thestudents as the manners of
Dr.
Whats, uh, whatre Charley and Will doingin
orthopedics?
Martinwished Gottlieb were present; he wondered
whether the two giantswould clash.
Martin knew that Clif was staring at him. They
would in no way,uh, act as though they were married till he gave permission. She
bowed as though he was not so much unwelcome asunexplained and doubtful. She lifted
to him her two open hands,childish in red mittens.
Afloor-covering of white enamel, with just a border
of delicaterose! Theywear black sateen shirts, and carry bundles. Her nose wassharp,
but not so sharp as her voice or the suspiciousness withwhich she faced
Martin.
He saw to it that the lovers should not have a
chancefor a good-night kiss; and until Mr. Babbitt, a mirthfulaffair, and when
Martin had joined them in cocktails, St. He was beginning to growslightly bald,
slightly plump. Clifdarted up, patted the mans elbow, and bawled:Ah, there, Babski,
old boy.
But at ten Martin and Leora were on the eastbound
train.
Then whats the use of talking about being engaged
tillyou can support a wife?
Last night, however, he admitted thatyou had
recently been impertinent to him. They bent beforethis tornado of erudition. Here,
sit down at this table and wait for me.
Well, guess youre gladto be out here in Gods
country!
Oh,maybe the dean wont hand me hell
proper!
He staredabout as though he wished he had someone
with whom to dine. Poor kid, Im not going to spoil her life. While Clif was
ordering, a man stopped beside their table.
Always when I praise a man must he stop working?
Meantime Martin and shewould have no, uh, relations.
They would in no way,uh, act as though they were
married till he gave permission. Hewas a Doc Vickerson of Elk Mills, grown wiser and
soberer and moresure.
Louisbeer, and highballs, he saw that Clif was the
most generous personnow living, and Mr.
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