Sunday, September 14, 2008

Paul Cezanne House and Trees painting

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Shafting together, for old Doc Spielman's sake."
"The flunk you will!" Stoker said. "You stay where you are!"
I took Greene's hand. "What then, Pete?"
He swallowed a number of times. "I got right smart of work to do back , George. Finish up inventory; try and set things right with Sally Ann. . ."
"Do you really think your can be saved?"
He set his chin, and would I think have blinked had his eyes been unbound. "Prob'ly not. But what the heck anyhow, George! I'm going to start from scratch, what I meanunderstanding-wise. Things look different to a fellow's been through what I been through. I got a long ways to go."
"Pass you!" I declared.
"Into first grade,"he added wryly. "I might Graduate yet, one of these days. But the odds ain't much."
"They never are! Look for me at Founder's Hill tomorrow."
He now wept freely, and his wounded eye bled a little onto his cheeks. He supposed with a laugh that he'd have no more hallucinations, at least, and wondered aloud whether a mixture of blood and tears might be good for acne. "Come on," he said then to Leonid; "I'll show you the way to the Pedal Inn."

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