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From: | Leo Pugh |
Subject: | [Cfgstoragemk-dev] industrious |
Date: | Sat, 9 Sep 2006 11:30:47 -0700 |
The Native comes in and closes the door
carefully.
It will just end in their getting married like
other people.
I am sorry to disappoint you, Sir Ferdinand; but
daughtering is agame I have no turn for. In Act I, fatherand son are exceptionally
courteous.
My second marriage was a success: I knewwhat to
expect.
And myspeculations turn out well when I spend an
hour here and just emptymy mind.
I repeat the service every day; yet it does not
bore me:there is always something new in it. You give me a happinessI have never
experienced before.
Bothering about happiness is the worstunhappiness.
We must begoodnatured and make the best of it. I know nothing about her; and she
knows nothing about me. I like housekeeping; and Imnot sentimental. I like
housekeeping; and Imnot sentimental.
I was in love threetimes before I married a friend
who was not in love with me nor Iwith him. I do not think you should speakof your
dead wife in such terms.
If he followed me across the Atlantic, and tracked
meback again, he must be as mad as I am. It is curious how happy I always feel here.
If he followed me across the Atlantic, and tracked meback again, he must be as mad
as I am. Bothering about happiness is the worstunhappiness.
Is Clemmy going to marryhim or is she not? Shall I
profane the temple if I kiss my daughter here?
But that does not justify false pretences. My
brother Cyril is a doctor, headof a mental hospital for incurables.
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