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From: | Tilda Hinton |
Subject: | [Hurdfr-paris] peel unequally |
Date: | Fri, 08 Sep 2006 22:44:29 -0000 |
![]() And you goupstairs now and put your clothes on. And
I hope you had plentyof fun along with it. They were both clinging to it and to each
other,but they must lose it.
Ramsaycalled up again and wants to speak to
you.
And youll like working with my new
accompanist.
When the hurricane from the mountains broke upon
them,the boat was turned over immediately.
Lucy sat wondering why it was she could not talk to
her old friend.
That would certainly be dull forthe bride. Harrys a
grand business man, and hes very handsome, said Mrs.
While she was bringing in his coffee he sat down
and opened themorning paper. She thought, as she took itup and looked at it, that
perhaps she hadnt made a mistake inforgetting!
The attendants about the place were devoted to
Sebastian,and they admired Lucy.
As Lucy opened the letter some newspaper clippings
fell out. A whole year of thecity had been too much.
Lucy did not go directly home, though she knew
Pauline was waitingfor the morning paper. The weeks flew by, but Lucy flew faster
than they.
Anosage orange hedge shut out the only house that
was near by, andthe place was quiet and friendly. Lucy, youll take cold, you
shouldnt be out there after fouroclock without a coat on. The weeks flew by, but
Lucy flew faster than they. Lucy, youll take cold, you shouldnt be out there after
fouroclock without a coat on. So I am going to have a new agent and a
newaccompanist.
People thought he had treated Lucy very badly. Out
here in the orchard she could even talk to herself; it was agreat
comfort.
Good heavens, why had she become so sensitive to
peoples voices!
Lucy tore the letter to bits and threw it into the
waste-basket.
I think Imbeginning to get a little
steadier.
For the first time after this long absence
hegathered her up in his arms. Shewants just you, because I was there last week, the
day after Madgecame. She went up to the north end of town, tothe little Lutheran
church, and sat down on the steps. Its being planted in the earth, like oneof your
carrots there. Lucy, dear, you arent treating me as well as you always used to. They
had turned back toward the carriage, the wet gravel crushingsoftly under their feet.
Sebastian shot a glance of amusement at the two from behind thepiano.
He put a letter in his pocket and came back to
thesofa. It was September, and hewas cutting his grapes.
I think you have changed your mind, Lucy. Your
summer was really the first thing to arrange.
But if you expectpeople to help you, you must tell
them a little about what is thematter.
Presentiments likethat one were not meaningless;
they came out of the future.
And some say it is because she losther position
there.
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