Every Friday five crates of oranges and lemo

w<a title="as first concerned wit" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%9e%a0%ec%8b%a4%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%99%a5pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%99%8b%eb%a7%8c%ec%95%88%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">as first con</a><br>cerned withthe dog. A reluctant elevator boy went for a box full of straw andsome milk to which he added on his own initiative a tin of largehard dog biscuits--one of which decomp<a title="osed apatheticall" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%87%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87%ec%86%a1%ed%8c%8c%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">osed apathetically</a> in the saucerof milk all afternoon. Meanwhile Tom brought out a bottle of whiskeyfrom a locked bureau door.I have been drunk just twice in my life and the second time was t<a title="hatafternoon " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%86%8c%ec%82%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%9d%87%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%87%ec%86%a1%ed%8c%8c%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">hatafternoon</a> so everything that happened has a dim hazy cast over italthough until after eight o'clock the apartment was full of cheerfulsun. Sitting on Tom's lap Mrs. Wilson called up severa<a title="l people on thetel" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%98%80pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%86%97%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%98%82%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">l people on thete</a><br>lephone; then there were no cigarettes and I went out to buy some atthe drug store on the corner. When I came back they had disappeared soI sat down discreetly in the living <a title="room and read" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%88%98%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%86%97www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4+%ec%8b%a0%ec%82%ac%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%86%97%ea%b6%8c%ec%84%a0%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">room and read a cha</a>pter of "SimonCalled Peter"--either it was terrible stuff or the whiskey distortedthings because it didn't make any sense to me.Just as Tom and Myrtle--after the first drin<br><a title="k Mrs. Wilson a" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%86%97www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%80%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9c%94%ec%9d%98%ec%a0%95%eb%b6%80%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">k Mrs. Wilson and I call</a>edeach other by our first names--reappeared, company commenced to arriveat the apartment door.The sister, Catherine, was a slender, worldly girl of about thirtywith a <a title="solid sticky bo" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%80%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4%ed%8c%94%eb%8b%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">solid sticky bob of red </a>hair and a complexion powdered milkywhite. Her eyebrows had been plucked and then drawn on again at a morerakish angle but the efforts of nature toward the restoration<a title=" of theold alignment ga" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%ea%b8%88%ed%98%b8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%82%ea%b3%bc%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank"> of theold alignment</a><br> gave a blurred air to her face. When she moved aboutthere was an incessant clicking as innumerable pottery braceletsjingled up and down upon her arms. She came in with su<a title="ch a proprietaryhas" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%80%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4%ed%8c%94%eb%8b%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">ch a proprietaryhaste</a> and looked around so possessively at the furniture that I wonderedif she lived here. But when I asked her she laughed immoderately, repeatedmy question aloud and told me<br><a title=" she lived with a girl f" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%96%91%ec%9e%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%99%a5pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%87%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%87%ec%95%88%ec%82%b0%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank"> she lived wi</a>th a girl friend at a hotel.Mr. McKee was a pale feminine man from the flat below. He had justshaved for there was a white spot of lather on his cheekbone and hewas most respectf<a title="ul in his gree" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%86%97pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4+%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9c%94%ec%95%88%ec%84%b1%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ul in his greeting</a> to everyone in the room. Heinformed me that he was in the "artistic game" and I gathered laterthat he was a photographer and had made the dim enlargement of Mrs.Wilson's mo<a title="ther which hovered " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%84%ec%88%98%ec%9b%90%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9d%87%ea%b3%84%ec%96%91%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">ther which hovered l</a>ike an ectoplasm on the wall. His wifewas shrill, languid, handsome and horrible. She told me with pridethat her husband had photographed her a hundred and twenty-seven ti<a title="messince they had " href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%85%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9c%8f%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">messince the</a>y had been married.Mrs. Wilson had changed her costume some time before and was nowattired in an elaborate afternoon dress of cream colored chiffon, whichgave out a continual rust<br><a title="le as she swept a" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%80%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%a4%ed%8c%94%eb%8b%ac%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">le as she swept ab</a>out the room.With the influence of the dress her personality had also undergone achange. The intense vitality that had been so remarkable in the garagewas converted into imp<a title="ressive hauteur. Her l" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ea%b1%b4%eb%8c%80%ec%9e%85%ea%b5%ac%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%97%86pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com+%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%9d%a4%ec%9d%b8%ec%b2%9c%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">ressive hauteur</a>. Her laughter, her gestures, herassertions became more violently affected moment by moment and as sheexpanded the room grew smaller around her until she seemed to berevolving <a title="on a noisy, creaking " href="https://pims.edu/?s=%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ed%9c%b4%ea%b2%8c%ed%85%94%e2%99%8fwww.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%86%97%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9c%94%ec%96%91%ec%b2%9c%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">on a noisy, creaking pi</a>vot through the smoky air."My dear," she told her sister in a high mincing shout, "most of thesefellas will cheat you every time. All they think of is money. I had awom<br><a title="an up here last week to" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%97%80pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%80%eb%b6%80%ec%b2%9c%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90+%ec%98%b9%ec%a7%84%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank">an up here las</a>t week to look at my feet and when she gave me thebill you'd of thought she had my appendicitus out.""What was the name of the woman?" asked Mrs. McKee."Mrs. Eberhardt. She goes<a title=" around looking at" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%9d%84pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%99%93%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9d%87%eb%82%a8%ec%96%91%ec%a3%bc%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc  " target="_blank"> around looking at</a> people's feet in their ownhomes.""I like your dress," remarked Mrs. McKee, "I think it's adorable."Mrs. Wilson rejected the compliment by raising her eyebrow in disdain."It<a title="'s just a crazy old th" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ea%b5%90%eb%8c%80%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90%e2%98%85pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%85%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8%e2%9c%8f%ea%b0%95%eb%82%a8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">'s just a crazy old t</a>hing," she said. "I just slip it on sometimes whenI don't care what I look like.""But it looks wonderful on you, if you know what I mean," pursuedMrs. McKee. "If Chester <a title="could only get y" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%84%b1%ec%88%98%ec%a3%bc%ec%a0%90+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9d%84%ec%9e%a0%ec%8b%a4%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9c%8f%ec%9e%a5%ec%95%88%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank">could only get y</a>ou in that pose I think he couldmake something of it."We all looked in silence at Mrs. Wilson who removed a strand of hair fromover her eyes and looked back at us with a brill<a title="iant smile. Mr. McK" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ec%98%a4%ed%94%bc%e2%98%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%98%9c%ec%98%a4%ea%b8%88%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%99%8f%ec%a4%91%eb%9e%91%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">iant smile. Mr.</a> McKeeregarded her intently with his head on one side and then moved his handback and forth slowly in front of his face."I should change the light," he said after a moment. "I'<a title="d like to bringout" href="https://pims.edu/?s=%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9e%8apukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9c%94%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%93%eb%8f%99%eb%8c%80%eb%ac%b8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">d like to bringout the </a>modelling of the features. And I'd try to get hold of all theback hair.""I wouldn't think of changing the light," cried Mrs. McKee. "I thinkit's----"Her husband said "S<br><a title="H!" and we a" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%95%95%ea%b5%ac%ec%a0%95%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%98%82www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9c%8f%ec%95%88%ec%96%91%ed%92%80%ec%82%b4%eb%a1%b1%e2%99%a5%ec%84%9c%ec%b4%88%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">H!" and we all l</a>ooked at the subject again whereuponTom Buchanan yawned audibly and got to his feet."You McKees have something to drink," he said. "Get some more ice andmineral water, Myrtle,<a title=" before everybody goe" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%ec%82%ac%eb%8b%b9%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88+www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%99%a5%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%98%82%ec%97%b0%ec%a0%9c%ea%b1%b4%eb%a7%88  " target="_blank"> before everybo</a>dy goes to sleep.""I told that boy about the ice." Myrtle raised her eyebrows in despairat the shiftlessness of the lower orders. "These people! You have to keepafter them all <a title="the time."She l" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%ec%8b%a0%eb%a6%bc%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%97%80www.pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%98%82%ec%84%b1%eb%82%a8%ed%82%a4%ec%8a%a4%eb%b0%a9%e2%86%97%ec%9c%a0%ec%84%b1%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">the time."She looked at</a> me and laughed pointlessly. Then she flounced over to thedog, kissed it with ecstasy and swept into the kitchen, implying thata dozen chefs awaited her orders there."I<a title="'ve done some nice thin" href="https://www.indifferentlanguages.com/words/%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%85%94%ec%b8%a0%eb%a3%b8+pukpuk1%eb%8b%b7%ec%bb%b4%e2%97%86%eb%b6%84%eb%8b%b9%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%9e%8a%ec%95%88%ec%82%b0%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">'ve done some nice th</a>ings out on Long Island," asserted Mr. McKee.Tom looked at him blankly."Two of them we have framed downstairs.""Two what?" demanded Tom."Two studies. One of them I call '<a title="Montauk Point--th" href="https://thebridge.in/search?search=%eb%8f%99%ec%9e%91%ec%95%88%eb%a7%88%e2%9e%8apukpuk1%eb%8b%b7com%e2%9c%94%ec%9a%a9%ec%82%b0%eb%a0%88%ea%b9%85%ec%8a%a4%eb%a3%b8%e2%99%93%eb%8f%99%eb%8c%80%eb%ac%b8%ec%86%8c%ed%94%84%ed%8a%b8%eb%a3%b8  " target="_blank">Montauk Point--th</a>e Gull