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[Intro-book-discuss] ways dead heat


From: Win Montgomery
Subject: [Intro-book-discuss] ways dead heat
Date: Fri, 4 Aug 2006 13:53:31 -0400

The girl was still laughing, butevidently troubled. It was part of the fuel of his vanity that his audience had never yethad enough of him. There was more, but he had no heart for it; he was disappointed andpuzzled. If thatcoons health holds out, well have all the money there is in themint. Because, said Gideon, smiling down at her, I ain got no beeg clublike she has. Midnightfound him sprawled asleep beside his fire. He awoke to find it broad daylight, and the car half empty. Musk-scented notes scrawled upon barbaric, high-toned stationerypoured in upon him. Stuhk thought it wiseto consent gracefully. Gideon had certainly worked hard, and he wasnot dissipated. Gideon had certainly worked hard, and he wasnot dissipated. There he was, a little black gold-mine,and all of em passed him by until I came. Well, Id moughty like five hunred of it, ef thats greeable toyo. He rounded a jutting point, and stretched out a black hand,pointing. But neither awe nor rapture dawned there. To be sure, Gideonhad done the rest; Stuhk was as ready as any one to do credit toGideons ability. His sense of his position was strong in him; he was proudof it. Of course you can have anything you want. Hepicked some oranges, and ate them in meditative enjoyment. But neither awe nor rapture dawned there. She was barefooted, but herblue-checked gingham was clean and belted smartly about a small waist. She was barefooted, but herblue-checked gingham was clean and belted smartly about a small waist. Gideon felt very tender, very important, at peace with himself and allthe world. He had answered many encores, and he was an instinctive artist. If thatcoons health holds out, well have all the money there is in themint. The trainhad evidently been there for some time, and there were no signs of animmediate departure. It was achance, and yet, what a strange chance! His sense of his position was strong in him; he was proudof it. Thats the ticket; it will ease things up and wont do youany harm. The deacon shivered as he thought of it,and urged his horse to greater speed. If thatcoons health holds out, well have all the money there is in themint. Musk-scented notes scrawled upon barbaric, high-toned stationerypoured in upon him.

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