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through my mouth. After a while, I switched to single-nostril power which seemed to be admitting enough oxygen but, just as I was drifting off, I w... |
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with a touch of suburban Cockney perhaps; and Mrs Fitzgerald with a deep voice, rather Irish perhaps. M rs Fitzgerald : [collecting up the cards] A... |
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orders an’ treating ’em like dirt. An’ don’t tell me you don’t know what I mean, for I know more than you’ve told me. M rsP earson: [dubiously] I—k... |
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[bewildered] Oh—I’m sorry—I thought you asked me to let you do it. M rsF itzgeral: I did. But not as me—as you. M rsP earson: But—I don’t understan... |
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at herself and sees that her body has changed and gives a scream of fright.] M rs Fitzgerald: [with Mrs Pearson’s personality] Oh—it’s happened. M ... |
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comes bursting in left. She is a pretty girl in her early twenties, who would be pleasant enough if she had not been spoilt.] D oris: [before she h... |
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my sleepless symptoms and my sudden aversion to lying down, he shot me a few questions while feeling the veins in my wrist. “It’s a cold,” he said ... |
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as the usual strings Reprint 2026-27 SilkRoad 63 of prayer flags. In front of one, men gathered in the afternoon for a game of pool, the battered t... |
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it’s going to do—iron itself? D ori: No, you’re going to iron it for me... You always do. M rs Pearson: Well, this time I don’t. And don’t talk rub... |
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to the door] Did you put my things out? M rs Pearson: [coolly] Can’t remember. But I doubt it. Cyril: [moving to the table; protesting] Now—look. W... |
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you, too? Cyril: Yes—no tea ready—couldn’t care less... D ori: Well, I’m glad it’s both of us. I thought I’d done something wrong. Cyril: So did I.... |
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M rs Pearson : I was yawning at your jokes before you were born, Doris. D oris: [almost tearful again] What’s making you talk like this? What have ... |
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hand and foot on Saturday and Sunday, with no thanks for it, are in for a nasty disappointment. Might go off for the week-end perhaps. D ori: [agha... |
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wreathed in sheets of multi-coloured plastic, of the striped variety— broad blue, red and white—that is made into stout, voluminous shopping bags s... |
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almost as ill-equipped as I was for the pilgrimage. He kept telling me how fat he was and how hard it was going to be. “Very high up,” he kept remi... |
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them and see what you get. George : I don’t know what you’re talking about. Reprint 2026-27 26 Snapshots M rsP earson: They’d laugh at you even mor... |
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they’d stop laughing at him. Cyril: [gloomily] I doubt it. M rsP earson: [severely] Possibly you do, but what I doubt is whether your opinion’s wor... |
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[Cyril stalks off into the kitchen.] M rs Fitzgerald: [moving to the settee; whispering] Oh—dear—what’s happening? M rs Pearson : [calmly] Nothing ... |
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eyes out. M rsF itzgeral: [wailing] Oh—dear—I ought to have known... George : [staring at her, annoyed] You ought to have known! Why ought you to h... |
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when you’re not doing anything? Tell her to stop—then there’d be some sense in it. [Staring at Mrs Pearson] I think you must be tiddly. M rs Pearso... |
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George and Doris] Now listen, you two. I want to have a private little talk with Mrs Fitz—[she corrects herself hastily] with Mrs Pearson, so I’ll ... |
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been wasted... M rsP earson: I’ll try not to, Mrs Fitzgerald. M rsF itzgeral: They’ve not had as long as I’d like to have given ’em— another hour o... |
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family looks anxiously at Mrs Pearson, who smiles. Much relieved, they smile back at her .] D ori: [anxiously] Yes, Mother? M rs Pearson: [smiling]... |
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a strong message of social reform that you have watched. Reprint 2026-27 |
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Birth A.J. Cronin In this excerpt from The Citadel, Andrew Manson, newly out of medical school, has just begun his medical practice as an assistant... |
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