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There is a proverbial saying chiefly concerned with warning against too closely calculating the numerical value of unhatched chicks, ' pointed out Quintus.

"I just want you to know," said the girl, coldly, "that whoever you are, and whatever you intend with me, I shall give you no aid of any kind, nor shall I assist you, and I shall do whatever is in my power to frustrate your plans and devices." And then she added, with feeling, "Idiot."

There. I knowed a man in Paphlagonia who'd swallow a live snake every morning, when he got up. He used to say, he was certain of one thing, that nothing worse would happen to him all day. 'Course they made him eat a bowlful of hairy centipedes before they hung him, so maybe that claim was a bit presumptive.

First the light in the sky was no bigger than the moon, then it seemed larger, infinitely larger, and the whole grove trembled and quivered and every creature held its breath and the fireflies glowed brighter than they had ever glowed in their lives, each one convinced that this at last was love, but to no avail...
And then -
There was a cracking sound, sharp as a shot, and the light that had filled the grove was gone.
Or almost gone. There was a dim glow pulsing from the middle of the hazel thicket, as if a tiny cloud of stars were glimmering there.
And then there was a voice, a high clear, female voice, which said, "Ow," and then, very quietly, it said "Fuck," and then it said "Ow," once more.
And then it said nothing at all, and there was silence in the glade.

Have been unavoidably detained by the world. Expect us when you see us.

It is not hard to own something. Or everything. You just have to know that it’s yours, and then be willing to let it go.