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Thursday, July 5, 2012

190 wivesbehavingbadly

" minty , i'm glad you agtreed to let dad be buried here , " poppy looked round the church ." it would have been wrong to have hin elsewhere . what made you change your mind ?"
rose strked poppy 's hand , " shush . this is not the time ."
above in the organ loft , the organist unlocked his instructment and settled himself olace . the opipes released a series of groasns and sighs , some distinctly digestive , my lips twitched .
poppy haad not finished with me ." it would have been awful if , in the furture , you married again and went to live , oh , i don't know , in spain or somewhere , and he would have been alone in london ."
"poppy ," rose  was sharp ." enough ."
at that moment , i admired poppy for her trucuence and rudenness , and her fine line in insult ." listen to me , i would never live in marbella .
organ  and congregation stumbled  to the end of the hymn . out of the coner of my eye , i  caught the flutter of several white handkerchiefs . . in a dark suite and black tie , rose approached the lectern . he cleanred his throat . at that moment , the sun cameout and a multicolored refraction of light from the window spread over the floor of the nave ." i knew nathan for twenty years , many of them as a collegue , ' he began , " he was a company man , through and through . we fought  many battles together  , and rejoiced when we  won ."
had nathan been a company man ? i supposed so . roger smiled just enough not to fool us levity , but to suggest the recollected joys of the companionship that he ha shared with nathan in pursuit of the company's welfare , we live a life of false smiles . it is one of the prices we pay for civilzation -

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