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[grt-talk] so that deafening


From: Chris Orozco
Subject: [grt-talk] so that deafening
Date: Tue, 5 Sep 2006 14:11:31 +0900

Thats the baby, she was saying, pointing to a boy who wasdancing with a girl.
It seemed to him that she refused tohelp him. She turned her watch on her wrist and looked at it surreptitiously.
He had come in; he looked verydistinguished, too, in his elaborate, if conscious simplicity.
But he couldnt help it, not with thatnerve-drawn egotists face, she thought, glancing at him.
She was feeling reckless; nothing that shedid mattered.
Then somememory came back to him of a terrace, a cigar and William Whatney. He stopped; it was difficult to describe a place to people who hadnot seen it.
Yes, thats North, said Peggy, looking out. Couples came flocking back into the room. I will count them, shethought, returning to her notebook, and had begun one, two, three,four . He was looking at a couple at thefurther end of the room.
Dyou think you can get a rise out of me at this time o day?
But thats all poppy-cock, hethought; wars poppy-cock, poppy-cock.
Her father brushed her shoulder as hedropped his hand; but neither of them spoke.
There was something in her that chilled him.
Does everything then come over again a little differently?
There was a parrot with apink feather in a cage on the counter.
She could just see the line of hisprofile; the big nose; the thin cheek.
Marriage isnt for everyone, Eleanor interrupted.
The nerve down her spineseemed to tingle as the praise reached her father.

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