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From: | Sibyl Paul |
Subject: | [Hurdfr-paris] wherein middle-of-the-road |
Date: | Thu, 10 Aug 2006 01:48:34 -0500 |
![]() They were alltalking at once in loud tones.
Nocio Pignashouted, as he entered the room. Could have formed so grim, so
horrid a conception of life? Mita barely raised her eyes from her work and,
lowering them again atonce, went on sewing.
Indeed we want to sing hymns of peace, my
dearman.
That poor Don Nini, meanwhile, who was in love
with her, and wasjealous. Chairs in abundance, for the godly in one place,for
the worldly in the other! Nocio Pignashouted, as he entered the
room.
Surely, since we have to live, does itnot seem
to you essential to keep our spirit in a state of.
And she ran out of the room and downstairs.
Don Nini, Mita called to him in a gentle voice.
My dear Sir, when the wind is too strong, when
death comes, andbreathes upon us. Nocio Pignashouted, as he entered the room.
Pigna shook with anger: Then Im to give you the land, is that it? It had seemed
like a prison to him, that house!
But how was Luca to tell him the reason of his
silence?
We allknow, they are the ants and I am the
grasshopper.
He did not go outto meet life; he faced it,
and passed on. Your Excency must excuse me, said the other, stopping for Pigna
tomake way.
And turning on his heel he crept furtively
away, peering about him ashe went.
Antonio Del Re flung the doll into the big
work-basket, which stoodbetween Mita and Annicchia. But when the sun putsthe
very words to sleep on our lips!
Because,when all was said, they were obliged
to admit that Luca was good.
Because,when all was said, they were obliged
to admit that Luca was good.
Therewas a man, now, who had taken root, in
his affections, in a pastepoch.
But how was Luca to tell him the reason of his
silence?
The most troubled of the three was Antonio Del
Re.
A seat on the Town Council, or higher
stilleven, in Parliament?
Nocio Pigna followed him for a while with his
gaze, shakinghis head.
Could have formed so grim, so horrid a
conception of life? They were counting the minutesuntil he should leave for
Rome.
Could have formed so grim, so horrid a
conception of life?
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