Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Sweet Nothings

Sweet Nothings
The Abduction of Psyche
The British Are Coming
The Broken Pitcher
for it; and the doors at the farther end, communicating with each other, as they may be made to do in five minutes, by merely moving the bookcase in my father's room, is the very thing we could have desired, if we had sat down to wish for it; and my father's room will be an excellent greenroom. It seems to join the billiard-room on purpose." ¡¡¡¡ "You are not serious, Tom, in meaning to act?" said Edmund, in a low voice, as his brother approached the fire. ¡¡¡¡ "Not serious! never more so, I assure you. What is there to surprise you in it?" ¡¡¡
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¡ "I think it would be very wrong. In a _general_ light, private theatricals are open to some objections, but as _we_ are circumstanced, I must injudicious, and more than injudicious to attempt anything of the kind. It would shew great want of feeling on my father's account, absent as he is, and in some degree of constant danger; and it would be imprudent, I think, with regard to Maria, whose situation is a very delicate one, considering everything, extremely delicate.

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Anonymous said...

Sweet Nothings"