England, My England by D. H. (David Herbert) Lawrence
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'Tonight?' said John Thomas. 'Oh, I'm going home by myself tonight--all on my lonely-O.' 'That's me!' said Nora Purdy, using his own ejaculation. The girls laughed shrilly. 'Me as well, Nora,' said John Thomas. 'Don't know what you mean,' said Laura. 'Yes, I'm toddling,' said he, rising and reaching for his overcoat. 'Nay,' said Polly. 'We're all here waiting for you.' 'We've got to be up in good time in the morning,' he said, in the benevolent official manner. They all laughed. 'Nay,' said Muriel. 'Don't leave us all lonely, John Thomas. Take one!' 'I'll take the lot, if you like,' he responded gallantly. 'That you won't either,' said Muriel, 'Two's company; seven's too much of a good thing.' 'Nay--take one,' said Laura. 'Fair and square, all above board, and say which.' |
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