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Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, intent not on meeting but intercepting him.
A drop of sweat trickled down from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye.
"If you bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he said.
He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, intent not on meeting but intercepting him.
A drop of sweat trickled down from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye.
"If you bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he said.
He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, intent not on meeting but intercepting him. A drop of sweat trickled down from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye. "If you bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he said. He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, intent not on meeting but intercepting him.
A drop of sweat trickled down from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye.
"If you bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he said.
He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.






 


Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the 
driveway, intent not on meeting but intercepting him.
A drop of sweat 
trickled down from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right 
eye.
"If you bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill 
work in longhand,he said.
He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety 
stairs pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.
Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, 
intent not on meeting but intercepting him.
A drop of sweat trickled down 
from his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye.
"If you 
bring me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in 
longhand,he said.
He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs 
pitching and yawing their way into the cellar.
Paul watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, 
intent not on meeting but intercepting him. A drop of sweat trickled down from 
his temple and ran, stinging, into the corner of his right eye. "If you bring 
me my manuscript and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he 
said. He opened it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing 
their way into the cellar.
Paul 
watched her hasten down the walk to the driveway, intent not on meeting but 
intercepting him.
A drop of sweat trickled down from his temple and ran, 
stinging, into the corner of his right eye.
"If you bring me my manuscript 
and one of those yellow legal pads, Ill work in longhand,he said.
He opened 
it and saw a set of steep, rickety stairs pitching and yawing their way into 
the cellar.


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