family.
With regards to a Career, the Native should inspire and lead, as go between, promoter, detective, custodian, pioneer or, if possible, explorer, his motto in business being large profits and a quick turnover.
The Native should guard against Bright’s disease and Grave’s disease, also pains in the neck and feet.
Lucky Gems. Amethyst and Diamond. To ensure Success the Native should sport.
Lucky Colours. Lemon. To avert Calamity the Native should have a dash in apparel, also a squeeze in home decorations.
Lucky Days. Sunday. To attract the maximum Success the Native should begin new ventures.
Lucky Numbers. 4. The Native should commence new enterprises , for in so doing lies just that difference between Success and Calamity.
Lucky Years. 1936 and 1990. Successful and prosperous, though not without calamities and set-backs.
*
‘Is it even so,’ said Murphy, his yellow all revived by these prognostications. ‘Pandit Suk has never done anything better.’
‘Can you work now after that?’ said Celia.
‘Certainly I can,’ said Murphy. ‘The very first fourth to fall on a Sunday in 1936 I begin. I put on my gems and off I go, to custode, detect, explore, pioneer, promote or pimp, as occasion may arise.’
‘And in the meantime?’ said Celia.
‘In the meantime,’ said Murphy, ‘I must just watch out for fits, publishers, quadrupeds, the stone, Bright’s—’
She gave a cry of despair intense while it lasted, then finished and done with, like an infant’s.
‘How you can be such a fool and a brute,’ she said, and did not bother to finish.
‘But you wouldn’t have me go against the diagram,’ said Murphy, ‘surely to God.’
‘A fool and a brute,’ she said.
‘Surely that is rather severe,’ said Murphy.
‘You tell me to get you this … this …’
‘Corpus of deterrents,’ said Murphy.
‘So that we can be together, and then you go and twist it into a … into a …’
‘Separation order,’ said Murphy. Few minds were better concocted than this native’s.
Celia opened her mouth to proceed, closed it without having done so. She despatched her hands on the gesture that Neary had made such a botch of at the thought of Miss Dwyer, and resolved it quite legitimately, as it seemed to Murphy, by dropping them back into their original position. Now she had nobody, except possibly Mr. Kelly. She again opened and closed her mouth, then began the slow business of going.
‘You are not going,’ said Murphy.
‘Before I’m kicked out,’ said Celia.
‘But what is the good of going merely in body?’ said Murphy, thereby giving the conversation a twist that brought it within her powers of comment.
‘You are too modest,’ she said.
‘Oh, do not let us fence,’ said Murphy, ‘at least let it never be said that we fenced.’
‘I go as best I can,’ she said, ‘the same as I went last time.’
It really did look as though she were going, at her present rate of adjustment she would be gone in twenty minutes or half an hour. Already she was at work on her face.
‘I won’t come back,’ she said. ‘I won’t open your letters. I’ll move my pitch.’
Convinced he had hardened his heart and would let her go, she was taking her time.
‘I’ll be sorry I met you,’ she said.
‘ Met me!’ said Murphy. ‘Met is magnificent.’
He thought it wiser not to capitulate until it was certain that she would not. In the meantime, what about a small outburst. It could do no harm, it might do good. He did not feel really up to it, he knew that long before the end he would wish he had not begun. But it was perhaps better than lying there silent, watching her lick her lips, and waiting. He launched out.
‘This love with a function gives me a pain in the neck—’
‘Not in the feet?’ said Celia.
‘What do you love?’ said Murphy. ‘Me as I am. You can want what does not exist, you can’t love it.’ This came well from Murphy. ‘Then why are you all out to change
With regards to a Career, the Native should inspire and lead, as go between, promoter, detective, custodian, pioneer or, if possible, explorer, his motto in business being large profits and a quick turnover.
The Native should guard against Bright’s disease and Grave’s disease, also pains in the neck and feet.
Lucky Gems. Amethyst and Diamond. To ensure Success the Native should sport.
Lucky Colours. Lemon. To avert Calamity the Native should have a dash in apparel, also a squeeze in home decorations.
Lucky Days. Sunday. To attract the maximum Success the Native should begin new ventures.
Lucky Numbers. 4. The Native should commence new enterprises , for in so doing lies just that difference between Success and Calamity.
Lucky Years. 1936 and 1990. Successful and prosperous, though not without calamities and set-backs.
*
‘Is it even so,’ said Murphy, his yellow all revived by these prognostications. ‘Pandit Suk has never done anything better.’
‘Can you work now after that?’ said Celia.
‘Certainly I can,’ said Murphy. ‘The very first fourth to fall on a Sunday in 1936 I begin. I put on my gems and off I go, to custode, detect, explore, pioneer, promote or pimp, as occasion may arise.’
‘And in the meantime?’ said Celia.
‘In the meantime,’ said Murphy, ‘I must just watch out for fits, publishers, quadrupeds, the stone, Bright’s—’
She gave a cry of despair intense while it lasted, then finished and done with, like an infant’s.
‘How you can be such a fool and a brute,’ she said, and did not bother to finish.
‘But you wouldn’t have me go against the diagram,’ said Murphy, ‘surely to God.’
‘A fool and a brute,’ she said.
‘Surely that is rather severe,’ said Murphy.
‘You tell me to get you this … this …’
‘Corpus of deterrents,’ said Murphy.
‘So that we can be together, and then you go and twist it into a … into a …’
‘Separation order,’ said Murphy. Few minds were better concocted than this native’s.
Celia opened her mouth to proceed, closed it without having done so. She despatched her hands on the gesture that Neary had made such a botch of at the thought of Miss Dwyer, and resolved it quite legitimately, as it seemed to Murphy, by dropping them back into their original position. Now she had nobody, except possibly Mr. Kelly. She again opened and closed her mouth, then began the slow business of going.
‘You are not going,’ said Murphy.
‘Before I’m kicked out,’ said Celia.
‘But what is the good of going merely in body?’ said Murphy, thereby giving the conversation a twist that brought it within her powers of comment.
‘You are too modest,’ she said.
‘Oh, do not let us fence,’ said Murphy, ‘at least let it never be said that we fenced.’
‘I go as best I can,’ she said, ‘the same as I went last time.’
It really did look as though she were going, at her present rate of adjustment she would be gone in twenty minutes or half an hour. Already she was at work on her face.
‘I won’t come back,’ she said. ‘I won’t open your letters. I’ll move my pitch.’
Convinced he had hardened his heart and would let her go, she was taking her time.
‘I’ll be sorry I met you,’ she said.
‘ Met me!’ said Murphy. ‘Met is magnificent.’
He thought it wiser not to capitulate until it was certain that she would not. In the meantime, what about a small outburst. It could do no harm, it might do good. He did not feel really up to it, he knew that long before the end he would wish he had not begun. But it was perhaps better than lying there silent, watching her lick her lips, and waiting. He launched out.
‘This love with a function gives me a pain in the neck—’
‘Not in the feet?’ said Celia.
‘What do you love?’ said Murphy. ‘Me as I am. You can want what does not exist, you can’t love it.’ This came well from Murphy. ‘Then why are you all out to change
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