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[Aleona-CVS] logically


From: Odette Henson
Subject: [Aleona-CVS] logically
Date: Fri, 15 Sep 2006 10:19:59 +0100

He was not, perhaps, as blind to this as he tried to be. Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the ranges.
She looked like a frightened animal forced intoa corner.
Gursey was even a littlemore sullen than usual and Peters looked worried. He stared at the slim column of pale neck, rising from the ruffleof wind-blown fichu. He wrappedthe bags up in tarpaulins and the rats began to eat saddles andboots.
But Gurseywithheld himself, brooding with Peters over a dark secret. Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the ranges. We wontstand for none of them high-and-mighty coves telling us nothing,Carney added. Open your gob andIll yank it out for you. He stared at the slim column of pale neck, rising from the ruffleof wind-blown fichu. If he heardsome day you were raking in money hed come quick enough. Day and night the wind rustled in theleaves, a noise that got on Cabells nerves very soon. Of the ewes he had brought from Moreton Bay onlythree hundred remained. When Cabell first came to the valley hehad planted corn down by the river. With a gesture of disgust Cabell sat down again. Five hands cost him less than a hundred pounds a year. But before she could reply the sound of a horse coming across theflats stiffened her on the saddle. Lord Felsie that was with Peel in forty-three ishis own cousin. Involuntarily he stabbed his spurs intohis horses ribs, jerking it forward a few paces.
Her impatience broke into wordsagain: Now YOU must come prowling round. At the firstmouthful of hot tea he gasped aloud and clutched at the side of hisface.
He stared at the slim column of pale neck, rising from the ruffleof wind-blown fichu.
Ye ken, I couldna remain under the same roof after that. When the men had gone Cabell asked, Whats wrong? With a gesture of disgust Cabell sat down again.
I thought wed have some peace and quiethere.
Peters exclaimed, turning up blue eyes of alarm. And turning his back on the pictureagain, he demanded: What were you saying about the lease? I just noticed that you seem to have looked up thepoorest land in the valley. A dangerous condition, which invites thunderbolts. For two hundred yards round the pens the trampling feet of thesheep had worn all the grass away. Or if hed brought a load of wool where I came last month. But mind ye, he warned, I can offer ye nowt but parritchand a wee skinny sliver o meat in return.
Theyrecampit just ower ahint the swamp near the ranges.

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