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From: | Irene Delgado |
Subject: | [Bug-spacechart] discreetly |
Date: | Tue, 12 Sep 2006 16:54:26 +0200 |
EVERY day hassomething about it no other day has.
But she has written Gilbert asking if she maycome for a few weeks
I hope therell be gardens in heaven,Susan
And have younoticed the calceolarias, Mrs. At
everyturn some fresh spring scent struck their faces . Im goingto go and jump into
the pond, old Susan Baker. I phoned everywhere I thought you could be. Our
friendship has always been avery lovely thing, Diana. Fred made me get a new one for
the wedding. Rebecca Dew is coming at long last, of which Im glad . Im sure you
handled the situation beautifully, Susan, said Annegravely. And have younoticed the
calceolarias, Mrs.
He, Bertie Shakespeare, was going andwouldnt Jem
come too?
Susan did not enjoy being called old, even by
Little Jem.
If you ever go away from home again, Mummy, said
Jem solemnly,Ill go and take appensitis.
No-o-o, I dont think that would be funny, Anne. I
WANT to catch measles, he muttered rebelliously. SHE said, Dear me, Anne, how youve
failed!
Ideclare in some ways, Anne, shes far more like you
than she islike me. Even Walter had deserted him, going away to dig wells inthe sand
with Ken and Persis Ford.
Walter is notcoming home tonight, Leslie asked if
he might stay there.
Well drink its beauty today, even if its sunshine
isgone tomorrow.
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