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Ladyfingers — Jackson Gregory
Excerpt from Ladyfingers
The we is finally came abruptly, seeming to be ejected upward and outward by the heavy paunch contracting visibly under Le Brun's nightdress.
Tony, the smaller, thinner, more sinister of the two messengers, nodded brieď¬,y. He drew his coat closer about him; then finding that even thus he could not shut out the cold, moved in a peculiarly catlike way to the stove, which was still warm, and dropped a lump of coal into it. The other man fol lowed him, stretching out his hands to the little warmth. Joe Le Brun, without moving his heavy body beyond the spasmodic contraction of his stomach, let his eyes travel after them, his fat, evil face showing a continued congestion of his empurpled wrath.
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The we is finally came abruptly, seeming to be ejected upward and outward by the heavy paunch contracting visibly under Le Brun's nightdress.
Tony, the smaller, thinner, more sinister of the two messengers, nodded brieď¬,y. He drew his coat closer about him; then finding that even thus he could not shut out the cold, moved in a peculiarly catlike way to the stove, which was still warm, and dropped a lump of coal into it. The other man fol lowed him, stretching out his hands to the little warmth. Joe Le Brun, without moving his heavy body beyond the spasmodic contraction of his stomach, let his eyes travel after them, his fat, evil face showing a continued congestion of his empurpled wrath.
About the Publisher
Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com
This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.
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