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From: | Blanch Velez |
Subject: | [grt-talk] omit blurb |
Date: | Thu, 7 Sep 2006 03:25:30 +0100 |
The girl was gone, but the paleghost of her gesture
seemed to glimmer in the darkening window. Will you forgiveme for having been so
clumsy? Heforgot that he was as visible at his window as she at hers.
He despised queerpeople, socialists and poets and
chaps who let others know theywere in love. He lifted himself to his feet, slapped
his arms, found himself atthe window. But she stoppedat her desk beside a window. I
did havethree years in college, but I work because I have to. He caught her
attention by waving the letter.
The man across is alwaysso self-possessed! She laid
her elbows on the table, smiled inquiringly, suggested:Very well.
I was in a Bostonoffice for several years.
Obviously he would never do anything solow as to spy on offices across the
street!
She laid her elbows on the table, smiled
inquiringly, suggested:Very well. The device was, itseemed, everything from a city
guide to a preventive of influenza.
Bates was made to feel as though he was betraying
an old friendbefore he was permitted to go.
Obviously he would never do anything solow as to
spy on offices across the street! The lonely man at the window above sighed. It was
all of six minutes before he begged: Did you like mywaving good-night to you every
evening?
You sound as though youd had a corking time. She
laid her elbows on the table, smiled inquiringly, suggested:Very well.
Across the windy space he took her gift and her
greeting.
She was not indignant, but shewaited, left it all
to him.
But he was still stiff with years of training in
propriety.
If this werent New York wed have metmonths ago. She
hesitated, looked away from him again. Cant you find some jolly girls to live with?
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