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[C2m-project] billow euphemism


From: Hatty Crawford
Subject: [C2m-project] billow euphemism
Date: Sat, 9 Sep 2006 12:29:11 -0600

He could make out Mary, tied to the couch. The two guards beside Doremus each hit him. His coat was torn,and foul with the smell of vomit. Doremus was a conscientious toilet-cleaner.
Not believing, not understanding, Doremus was rushed across theroom, into a cellar beyond. Ithurts to see you looking like a ghost, Doremus. There had never been more elegantand romantic fiction.
One guard seized him by the trim small beard and yanked it,laughing very much. McNabbit itsname had been, a little Scotch terrier, but my!
The Ensign said only, Careful, Jim, and kissed the hystericalSissy.
They awakened him twice during the night to demand, Youre aCommunist, heh? Jessup, do you plead guilty to seditious activities?
He never did find any particularly good reason.
What could Emma do to protect him againstMinute Men? Even loyal Corpos began to wonder why the armed forces, army andM. Dan Wilgus arrived, in panic, an hour after. Thataged-in-the-keg prison doctor is looking this way. Must be a sixteen-cylinderCadillac, I guess, reflected Doremus.
He could make out Mary, tied to the couch.
The car whined away, threatening every instantto skid.
Whenever hewas dummy, he ambled to a window.
And to remember that any nasty cold morning they maytake you out in the rain and shoot you. One guard seized him by the trim small beard and yanked it,laughing very much.
But he was a mild man; much too mild to hurtthe feelings of the M. When Doremus went home, Sissy lightly informed him that Shad hadinsisted she go out to an M. He came out ofhis sick fear like a shipwrecked man sighting an approaching boat. There were bread lines now in Fort Beulah, once or twice a week. He sprang up and tramped away grumbling, Oh, very well then! He parked hiscar in half-a-dozen different wood-roads and crept afoot to thesecret basement. This new opus was devoted to murders ordered by CommissionerEffingham Swan. That chump thinks hecan lick his weight in wildcats.
Not believing, not understanding, Doremus was rushed across theroom, into a cellar beyond. So at last Doremus did see his boyhood playmate.

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