Secrets, silent, stony sit in the dark palaces of both our hearts : secrets weary of their tyranny : tyrants, willing to be dethroned.
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#Ulysse 454
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#Ulysse 455
5 mai 2013, par Guillaume VissacThe sum was done.
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#Ulysse 458
8 mai 2013, par Guillaume VissacHe dried the page with a sheet of thin blottingpaper and carried his copybook back to his bench.
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#Ulysse 453
3 mai 2013, par Guillaume VissacToo far for me to lay a hand there once or lightly. Mine is far and his secret as our eyes.
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#Ulysse 535
24 juillet 2013, par Guillaume VissacHis eyes open wide in vision stared sternly across the sunbeam in which he halted.
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#Ulysse 540
29 juillet 2013, par Guillaume VissacTheir full slow eyes belied the words, the gestures eager and unoffending, but knew the rancours massed about them and knew their zeal was vain. Vain patience to heap and hoard. Time surely would scatter all.
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#Ulysse 551
9 août 2013, par Guillaume Vissac—A shout in the street, Stephen answered, shrugging his shoulders.
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#Ulysse 528
17 juillet 2013, par Guillaume VissacFoot and mouth disease. Known as Koch’s preparation. Serum and virus. Percentage of salted horses. Rinderpest. Emperor’s horses at Murzsteg, lower Austria. Veterinary surgeons. Mr Henry Blackwood Price. Courteous offer a fair trial. Dictates of common sense. Allimportant question. In every sense of the word take the bull by the horns. Thanking you for the hospitality of your columns.
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#Ulysse 429
9 avril 2013, par Guillaume VissacSargent who alone had lingered came forward slowly, showing an open copybook. His thick hair and scraggy neck gave witness of unreadiness and through his misty glasses weak eyes looked up pleading. On his cheek, dull and bloodless, a soft stain of ink lay, dateshaped, recent and damp as a snail’s bed.
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#Ulysse 495
14 juin 2013, par Guillaume VissacMulligan, nine pounds, three pairs of socks, one pair brogues, ties. Curran, ten guineas. McCann, one guinea. Fred Ryan, two shillings. Temple, two lunches. Russell, one guinea, Cousins, ten shillings, Bob Reynolds, half a guinea, Koehler, three guineas, Mrs MacKernan, five weeks’ board. The lump I have is useless.