one a gay one. Helen Furr was not needing using her voice to be a gay one. She was gay then and sometimes she used her voice and she was not using it very often. It was quite completely enough cultivated and it was quite completely a pleasant one and she did not use it very often. She was then, she was quite exactly as gay as she had been, she was gay a little longer in the day than she had been.
She was gay exactly the same way. She was never tired of being gay that way. She had learned very many little ways to use in being gay. Very many were telling about using other ways in being gay. She was gay enough, she was always gay exactly the same way, she was always learning little things to use in being gay, she was telling about using other ways in being gay, she was telling about learning other ways in being gay, she was learning other ways in being gay, she would be using other ways in being gay, she would always be gay in the same way, when Georgine Skeene was there not so long each day as when Georgine Skeene was away.
She came to using many ways in being gay, she came to use every way in being gay. She went on living where many were cultivating something and she was gay, she had used every way to be gay.
They did not live together then Helen Furr and Georgine Skeene. Helen Furr lived there the longer where they had been living regularly together. Then neither of them were living there any longer. Helen Furr was living somewhere else then and telling some about being gay and she was gay then and she was living quite regularly then. She was regularly gay then. She was quite regular in being gay then. She remembered all the little ways of being gay. She used all the little ways of being gay. She was quite regularly gay. She told many then the way of being gay, she taught very many then little ways they could use in being gay. She was living very well, she was gay then, she went on living then, she was regular in being gay, she always was living very well and was gay very well and was telling about little ways one could be learning to use in being gay, and later was telling them quite often, telling them again and again.
A COLLECTION
My Dear Miss Carey: A Story
There were little places to see Fernville, the town, the hospital, the lying in hospital, the sea-shore and the city.
Once we met my brother he was ringing a bell. He needed an umbrella but he would not buy it. I sent him one not prepaid. Oh yes the people are kind they all drink together. Even now. No not now. We are late.
Did you see the pear tree. It resembles the figs. They are often ripe. They grow in great abundance.
We like milk. My father likes milk and coffee.
Whenever there are flowers my mother is angry. She is even angry with me. That is to say she is generous enough and wishes everything back. We are all that way. My brother takes coal away in a little bag for use. All dark days are necessary. No permission is asked and it is given. For all day. For all day. Whenever it is needed. Not whenever it is needed. We do as we say it is best to do. Even religious people do so.
Come together in Fernville. Not I I thank you. My brother finds handkerchiefs there. For men. For men and for women. So does his wife. Many. Not very many. She brings them with her. Is that so. Many handkerchiefs are not necessary in Fernville. No indeed. We dismiss the church. We separate it. We have it to-day. A great many people call. On one another. Not altogether that. The post-office. The post-office of my brother. Now. Not now. Yes he is there now. Since the war. Yes since the war.
I remember when I was a b of c. I did not speak to old men then not when I was busy. I waited until I was tired and then we all sat down and had a cup of coffee. Coffee is very nourishing. I am very sensitive to the influence of coffee. So are we all.
Do you think that we are married. That we are all married. Mr. Weeks is married. He is going to be able to follow my advice. I advise him to go to my country. There he will do very well. The only advice I have to give him is never to live in the city. His wife does not like the city nor does she like a sunny climate. She is not able to go about with him. We are all of us leaving the end of the month.
Do not be angry.
I was very much surprised that water was the same color.
As what.
As the sun.
I feel that I must go at once.
Did you entirely forget about the other.
Drowning in water.
This is a question that I have never asked about because in the summer one does not think about it. Now it is winter but it is as warm as in summer.
Dear friends have a way of relating themselves to a town. We find in some districts that there are better ways of investing money. Some find that at the end of the war they are not able to continue paying on their houses.
Does this affect you.
Oh no because even if the father of my child is killed his sister will continue to give the money. She is obliged to by law.
This makes the whole matter very simple.
Not to me I have always been accustomed to it and have had some difficulty.
Yes we know we know that it is suddenly cold.
You are not pleased to see the sun setting. Indeed I cannot blame you.
Polybe in Port: A Curtain Raiser
Polybe in Port.
A hunter. He was not a hunter. He had a gun. I do not know whether they have permission to shoot.
Of course he must have if he has a gun. In this country they have a great many dogs who hunt rabbits. They run quicker.
We are surprised to see him.
Polybe is an ornament.
He is not thinner.
He likes the water now.
This I do not believe.
Neither do I believe there was any intention to go that way. Which way do you mean. Polybe does not remember. Me. Yes. The house. Yes. The servant. Yes. You are not mistaken.
We are not mistaken.
A great many shrubs every one of which are labelled.
Scene II.
A credit to me.
The cares and duties of a mother had been denied to Carrie Russell.
Polybe silent.
He said earnestly that it didn't matter.
Spanish Chattings
Do you keep books.
All weddings are back.
Pigeons.
Pigeons recognise persons. Do they. We saw them. They flew around.
