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<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>They are disagreeable, butthey do not
matter.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Youve got toget that breastplate done before
supper.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Her eyes, half hypnotized, were fixed upon
his.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>You need a homeand a livelihood; I need a wife to
keep me in order. But how CAN one enjoy anything when all the meanings been takenout
of it?</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>And all the time withering, drying up, growing more
sourand more angular and more friendless.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Its only appealto him was as a pretext for
blasphemy.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>And Isee now that a lot of it was rather
silly.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>And Isee now that a lot of it was rather silly. Mr
Warburton, with his head cocked a little on one side, gaveDorothy a rather curious
look. But after all there must beSOME meaning, SOME purpose in it all! Youve had a
hard, dull life for agirl of your age, and your future isnt exactly
rosy.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Halfthe parsons daughters in England, Mr Warburton
had said.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>And given only faith, how can anything else matter?
Besides, Ineed somebody to look after the children; the BASTARDS, you
know.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Mrs Pithers rheumatism andMrs Lewins corn-plaster
and all the rest of it? And all the time withering, drying up, growing more sourand
more angular and more friendless. He could see the difficulty of her ownparticular
position, and he adverted to it a moment later.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Wemight make five pounds if we had a really good
chariot, withscythes on the wheels. However, there was something quite different
that I was going tosay to you. Dorothy sat silent and listening with intent and
horrifiedfascination. And I must go and see about those potatoes athalf past six,
she thought. Therefore with Demons and Archdemons and withall the company of
Hell.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Your notion of fun seems to be massaging MrsPithers
legs. Dorothy rode up the hill from the town and wheeled her bicycle inat the
Rectory gate. You would be happier married, even to a husband witha bald head and a
clouded past. He looked a great deal older, Dorothythought.</FONT></DIV>
<DIV><FONT face=Arial size=2>Immoral people usually are, asa matter of fact. A
frizzling sound was coming from the glue-pot. The Old Maids of Old England, as
somebodycalled them. Had she dreamed the things he said, or had hereally said them?
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