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Aug 04, 2004 21:33

Well, I I can't

Well, I suppose we all have no choice but to believe Bill's absolutely incredible story, unlikely as it may seem. I hate to admit it, but perhaps Bill was right after all - the thought of Clarissa, with her gentle blood, living in the Argentine among embezzlers and cattle herders! It isn't to be borne. But the poor heartbroken darling... no wonder she was so ill!

I do think Adric The poor mistaken boy Oh, I must see him at once! I don't care what I promised

Poor Clarissa, she must need comforting. I can provide a gentle sympathetic ear. After all, I'm fortunate enough to have sweet Mary-Lou, and my Mavis, who has been an absolute trump. There's nothing like as dear as she was to me when I needed comforting, even if she seemed a little startled when I insisted on my kiss. She's been so awfully sweet.

Oh, dear, just look at this page. Moira shall scold me for all the blots, I simply know it. I'm just so terribly, terribly relieved that nothing dreadful has happened.
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