“I’ve got—I have to tell you this to make myself clear—a streak of ardent animal in my composition. Brown engaged in the usual browbeating and complaining he reserved for sections who came in late and soloists who left tempo behind like the leftovers of a Sunday picnic. Fool that I was to marry for beauty! I ought to have remembered that a fair woman and a slashed gown always find some nail in the way. We'll lather him with mud, shave him with a rusty razor, and drench him with aqua pompaginis. Of course, at home there would have been questions. Talk to her of the new story; divert her; for this day her heart has been twisted sorely. “Yeah, where the hell were you? My friends would have driven you home when I came home if I could have found you.
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