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        Eleven oclo ts he sky.

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        t;break" signal waving ion.

        t by the road.

        tion, tz across an unkno, ttle band of brothers. . .

        You are not a brot get zed away.

        t to s aimal ions. . .

        Julie looked away.

        My cher said. Mine. Mine. Mine.

        th his head in Julies lap.

        Many sad t to befall me, but t t fello one.

        the drunk, Julie said.

        Yes.

        how did you e by him?

        I anding in t. Edmund. Sap.

        You knehen. Before you signed him up.

        .

        A son of mine, her.

        It    agree. But it is o deny someohe making of him. I signed him up.

        Ive noticed.

        o tedly at ther.

        tipped h silver bells from his knapsack.

        to t I ion, or its mate, since I een.

        Sixteen to sixty-five, so says ther.

        t make you loved.

        Loved! Not a matter of love. A matter anization.

        All ttle    fool, ttering.    a picture. I t,    perfect fools.

        As ended, said ther.

        And    out-of-doors    it, my ears cut off, said t a notion.    an imagination.

        A certain artistry, said ther. In my ukases.

        Let us luncs early.

        tableclotoasted prahis fashion:

        Quite good.

        Not so bad.

        Is tard?

        In t.

        Somet.

        ?

        Look there.

        Pick it out h your finger.

        Nasty little bugger.

        Pass the prawns.

        And for dessert?

        Fig ons.

        t tentedly around the roadway.

        Soon her.

        Fourteen days or fifteen days, I re, t.

        Is t?

        t.

        s her. I shall once more be wiry.

        iry! Julie exclaimed. Suffed a part of tablecloto h.

        My dear, tended a self and    guidance grasped one of s.

        Not in front of him.

        the hand.

        you tell us,    t ree back do.

        Disobeyed a ukase, said t which ukase.

        Ohomas.

        Nobody disobeys a ukase of mine, said ther. he chuckled.

        Smug, isnt he, said Julie.

        A bit smug, said thomas.

        A bit, ther said.

        t eacs across the prawns.

        till. trees. Vegetation. ild gooseberries. eather.

        Ill let you    sometimes, th of you.

        thanks, Julie said.

        s damned fine luster, thwhile.

        her pause.

        Even ts you o he cable.

        Volunteers, every oed to be in your service. to be wearing your livery.

        No matter. cs fine golden strands to my a bosom --

        up, Im afraid, Julie said.

        to a bush.

        Its not fair! he exclaimed.

        s not fair?

        ion, as if for an answer.

        Are you ill?

        I could use a suck of t, thomas said.

        Not in front of him.

        tired from tion of Queen Annes lace. Julie seated s prese a little smaller t but just as s own way.

        Aer a time. Not. Is there more?

        hile I live, beloved.

        ther.

        Julie buttoned     hand-in-hand.

        A bit left out, said t. t is    t.

        Suffer, said the bush.

        Excluded, said ther.

        It is because you are an old fart, Julie explained. Old farts do much.

        to    and stormed off doion.    railing.

        homas.

        tormed off after    up, terrible se.

        t    and t and also a banger upon ttle and also a blorumpet and one upon trumpet and one upon trumpet and one upon trumpet and one upon trumpet of copper-covered rumpet and one upon trumpet and one ing ists of all descriptions and a Panpiper and a fagotto player and tuosos of tle and a zampogna player    to t period    and one bloer jar and a clavicyt less nervous-fingered drummers as , and t ttern plucker and five lyresmiters and various mandolinists, and sleoo a violist and a player of t and a picker of tery and a beater of ttledrummers and a triangulist and t and tron rac specialist and a marimbist and a maracist and a fal drummer and a sor of the gilded ball.

        ting eamih.

        My anger, he said proudly.

        trousers    prid pissed upon tists, severally and togeto t of y. . . four minutes, or one pint.

        Impressive, said Julie,    been pure cardboard.

        My dear, said too h him.

        I est possible respect for    s, said Julie, let us proceed.

        they proceeded.
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