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Scream ! There it comes ! -Laurie , run up and stop it . Tell ' em I won't be a minute . So I'd tear up the bank , just in time as usual , while the packed bus steamed to a halt . " ... Just coming , she says . Got to find her shoes .
Scream ! There it comes ! -Laurie , run up and stop it . Tell ' em I won't be a minute . So I'd tear up the bank , just in time as usual , while the packed bus steamed to a halt . " ... Just coming , she says . Got to find her shoes .
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“ " I'm coming , I'm coming . ” And the old man followed his son , who was already half - way down the office . But at the door he turned and said to Miss Posen , smiling as he spoke , “ You see , already he is giving me orders .
“ " I'm coming , I'm coming . ” And the old man followed his son , who was already half - way down the office . But at the door he turned and said to Miss Posen , smiling as he spoke , “ You see , already he is giving me orders .
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“ Well , how's the bathroom coming , Ivor ? ” “ Not too bad , Mother . I'm just finishing the painting . ” Their visits to her mother's were like the blank periods of waiting at the terminus after each run .
“ Well , how's the bathroom coming , Ivor ? ” “ Not too bad , Mother . I'm just finishing the painting . ” Their visits to her mother's were like the blank periods of waiting at the terminus after each run .
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Summer 1959 | 307 |
BIOGRAPHICAL NOTES vii | 377 |
AUTUMN FIELDS by Noel Blakiston | 385 |
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