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From: | Henrietta Dyer |
Subject: | hold |
Date: | Wed, 6 Sep 2006 22:36:01 -0400 |
James turned away in disgust and found Cash behind
him, smiling.
Hesonly using you to get in with your old man. Yes,
they compared, he thought, pleased with himself,and covertly adjusted the set of his
coat. Its only a certain kind of girltalks like that.
Mrs Bowen bounced off the sofa and plunged at him,
seized the lapelof his coat, and shook him. I hear a rumour that your father is
taking old Judge Bullenoughshouse at New Farm.
I hear a rumour that your father is taking old
Judge Bullenoughshouse at New Farm.
He laughed, spreading about James aprosperous scent
of whisky and cigar smoke.
And Shaftoe brought him down here andhelped him off
with it. Deny that puppyDouglas Peppiott is your friend. Was the whole world in
league withhis father to thwart and torment him? He was tall and thin with a long,
thin face set inrat-skin dundrearies. What are you listeningfor, you wicked
eavesdropper? I dont know much about ladies, Cash admitted. A couple more years in
Sydney and yere well enough offto marry and yer own boss. Its only a certain kind of
girltalks like that.
Now, Jimmy, my boy, its not right to betalking
about your da that way.
They had a barrel of beer in the compartment
andwanted him to drink with them. I suppose he was, James said with a long face. I
hear a rumour that your father is taking old Judge Bullenoughshouse at New
Farm.
She could hold upher head with any of you.
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