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`` That was a terrible thing to do '', I said to Oso.
`` But that was war '', I said.
Still, I was disgusted with myself for agreeing with Montero's methods.
In the brief moment I had to talk to them before I took my post on the ring of defenses, I indicated I was sickened by the methods men employed to live and trade on the river.
Next to him was a young boy I was sure had sat near me at one of the trading sessions.
Now under me I could see him for what he really was, a boy dressed up in streaks of paint.
Such was my state of mind that I did not question the possibility of this ; ;
under the circumstances I was only too willing to confess all.
I was nearly thirty at the time.
It was dark and, I sensed, very large ; ;
Sometimes I was aware of people moving about in the darkness.
This impressed me, until I realized how limited was his sphere of influence.
I felt certain he was really a spineless little man.
Once, pressing him, I learned that his job was only part-time, in the afternoons when nothing went on in the hall.
In the mornings, I was informed, fluorescent tubes, similar to the one above the counter, illuminated the entire hall.
I was shown, instead, a batch of white tickets of the sort handed out, he told me, every morning.
Now, here was something of obvious importance to me, yet when I reached for the tickets he snatched them away from my hand.
It was, I felt, possible that they were men who, having received no tickets for that day, had remained in the hall, to sleep perhaps, in the corners farthest removed from the counter with its overhead light.
I felt certain it was self-appointed.
I decided to see no more of the clerk until the processing of my papers was completed.
I was constantly searching for clues around the neighborhood of the hall.
I and thinking
I dismissed these feelings as wishful thinking but I could not get it out of my head that we had a strong physical attraction for one another and we both feared to dwell on it because of our relationship.
He was thinking, big deal: skipper on his drunken fishing parties for seven years and no better off than when I started.
`` I might try it one of these days '', Jack said wonderingly, thinking of Miss Langford.
I suppose the reason is a kind of wishful thinking: don't talk about the final stages of Reconstruction and they will take care of themselves.
`` You know '', Norton said to me later, `` I am thinking of setting up the Klinico Brownapopolus.
I keep thinking of a young woman I knew during the Occupation in Austria.
I knew better but I was thinking of the Pedersen kid mother-naked in all that dough.
He was awful angry because he'd thought Ma was going to do something big, something heroic even, especially for her I know him I know him we felt the same sometimes while Ma wasn't thinking about that at all, not anything like that.
I sighed, thinking that among other things, people here seemed to be those who would have to cut down if they earned less than $85,000 yearly ; ;
`` I'll try '', I said, and sat for a moment thinking.
She says later, but still within the opening five minutes, `` I keep thinking of a divorce but that's another emotional death ''.
I insisted on takeing the field and prevailed -- thinking that I had better die by rebel bullets than ( by ) Union quackery ''.
God knows what the African nations, who hold 25 per cent of the voting stock in the U.N. were thinking -- they may, for example, have been thinking of the U.S. abstention when the vote on Algerian freedom was before the Assembly -- but I think I have a fairly accurate notion of what the Negroes in the gallery were thinking.
She knew that I lived at a good address on the Gold Coast, that I had once been a medical student and was thinking of returning to the university to finish my medical studies.
I and about
I have to think about it.
I meant what I said about that fire.
I don't know what makes you think you can get away with this kind of business, and I don't care about that, either.
Later I would remember what this pompous little man had told me about the worth of a ticket.
My future lay solely with the hall, yet what did I know about the hall at this point??
For weeks I wandered about this neighborhood of warehouses and garages, truck terminals and taxi repair shops, gasoline pumps and longshoremen's lunch counters, yet never did I cease to feel myself a stranger there.
When I asked him what, if anything, I could do about it, he surprised me by referring me to the director of the hall.
I understand how you feel about the child.
`` I don't know nothin' about him ''.
I suppose you don't know anything about a piece of two-by-four, either ; ;
`` No, I remembered reading about you in the papers and that you lived here, and when it happened all I could think of was '' -- This time she stopped the rush of words herself.
I spun about and clattered through the front room to the door.
Sometimes I wondered vaguely what he did about women for my Aunt, by blood, had died some years ago, but neither of us said anything.
Even as she was telling me about it I became aware of a give-away flush that suffused her neck and moved upwards to her cheeks, and subconsciously I realized that when she entered the store she did not switch on the lights.
I was standing beside her, watching the outspread palms and wondering about the old horsehair sofa against the wall on which he sometimes napped.
When I show up he will know you are a good wife to have told him about it ''.
`` I know something about Eromonga.
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