Friday, May 9, 2014

Daily Dose

From Parade's End, by Ford Maddox Ford

SHE HAD

"She had certainly meant their parting to be for good.  She had certainly raised her voice in giving the name of her station to the taxi-man with the pretty firm conviction that he would hear her; and she had been pretty well certain that he would take it as a sign that the breath had gone out of their union... Pretty certain.  But not quite..."

From No More Parades, Part Two

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