mr.House's blog: Fresh news 6

Her face had turned a milky yellow colour against which her mouth stood out redder than ever. The tune that they were playing changed, and the tone of the music changed too. The war, therefore, if we judge it by the standards of previous wars, is merely an imposture. In fact, any excess of intellect--braininess was her word for it-- tended to belong, in her eyes, to the beastly. All that was needed was to substitute for the original promise a warning that it would probably be necessary to reduce the ration at some time in April. They all declared contemptuously that his stories about Sugarcandy Mountain were lies, and yet they allowed him to remain on the farm, not working, with an allowance of a gill of beer a day. They go on blooming for six months in this country. The waiters were turning back to their work. There was, he saw clearly, only one way out. Even the horses and the dogs have no better fate.

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Friday, March 20, 2009

Fresh news 6

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