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From: | Max Underwood |
Subject: | [Bug-gnuts] gain |
Date: | Fri, 25 Aug 2006 19:29:52 -0400 |
And in her silent and competent way she set to
work.
Mais aujourdhui il se repent trèssincèrement de sa
conduite.
It was four oclock when they left the
place.
Oh, Frank, quit talking like a drunken
idiot!
Eef you like, said Alec, with a polite and
acquiescent shrug. Then they all got back into the car, and she drove them to the
bestcafé, the best hotel in town. The days atmorn, the hour draws close, its almost
time. But, of course, madame, said Alec courteously, I go now. Her voice trembled
with a full, rich,infuriated kind of humour. Cesttoujours mieux de faire des
réparations .
Sorry, precious, she said in a light and cheerful
tone, as hardas granite, but its too late now!
Oh, Frank, quit talking like a drunken idiot! They
put him in thecar and got in themselves. I am glad, said the Frenchman politely,
with another almostimperceptible movement of the shoulders. To all their persuasions
and entreaties he just shook his head andmumbled wearily:I cant!
Mais aujourdhui il se repent trèssincèrement de sa
conduite. His voice was harsh, sharpwith irrevocable refusal. Only, when you make a
promise to yourfriends they expect you to live up to it. By the time they arrived at
the studio full light had come.
Sheturned to Ann and said quietly: Did you finish
in there?
But sairtainlee, monsieur, a droll and
pleasant-sounding voicesaid quietly.
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