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Virginia made

Virginia made no answer, and the ghost wrung his hands in wild despair
as he looked down at her bowed golden head. Suddenly she stood up, very
pale, and with a strange light in her eyes.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:19

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But I don't know what they mean.
They mean, he said sadly, that you must weep with me
for my sins, because I have no tears, and pray with me for my my soul,
because I have no faith, and then, if you have always been sweet, and good,
and gentle, the Angel of Death will have mercy on me. You will see fearfull
shapes in darkness, and wicked voices will wisper in your ear, but they will
not harm you, for against the purity of a little child the powers of Hell
cannot prevail.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:18

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he felt as if she was

Virginia trembled, a cold shudder ran through her, and for a few
moments there was silence. She felt as if she was in a terrible dream.
Then the ghost spoke again, and his voice sounded like the sighning of
the wind.
Have you ever read the old prophecy on the library window?
Oh, often, cried the little girl, looking up; I know
it quite well.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:16

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You mean the Garden

Virginia's eyes grew dim with tears, and she hid her face in her hands.
You mean the Garden of Death, she wispered.
Yes, Death. Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown
earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To
have no yesterday, and no to-morrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be
at peace. You can help me. You can open for me the portals of Death's house,
for Love is always with you, and Love is stronger than Death is.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:15

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have not slept for

have not slept for three hundred years, he said sadly,
and Virginia's beautifull blue eyes opened in wonder; for three
hundred years I have not slept, and I am so tired.
Virginia grew quite grave, and her little lips trembled like
rose-leaves. She came towards him, and kneeling down at his side, looked up
into his old withered face.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:13

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That's quite

That's quite absurd! You have merely to go to bed and blow out
the candle. It is very difficult sometimes to keep awake, especially at
church, but there is no difficulty at all about sleeping. Why, even babies
know how to do that, and they are not very clever.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:13

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I suppose because

I don't think I should like America.
I suppose because we have no ruins and no curiosities, said
Virginia satirically.
No ruins! no curiosities! answered the ghost; you
have your navy and your manners.
Good evening; I will go and ask papa to get the twins an extra
week's holiday.
Please don't go, Miss Virginia, he cried; I am so
lonely and so unhappy, and I really don't know what to do. I want to go to
sleep and I cannot.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:11

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Once in New York

You know nothing about it, and the best thing you can do is to
emigrate and improve your mind. My father will be only too happy to give you
a free passage, and though there is a heavy duty on spirits of every kind,
there will be no difficulty about the Custom House, as the officers are all
Democrats. Once in New York, you are sure to be a great success. I know lots
of people there who would give a hundred thousands dollars to have a
grandfather, and much more than that to have a family ghost.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:09

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Paragon Detergent

I never told on
you, though I was very much annoyed, and it was most ridiculous, the whole
thing; for who ever heard of emerald-green blood?
Well, really, said the ghost, rather meekly, what was
I to do? It is a very difficult thing to get real blood nowadays, and, as
your brother began it all with his Paragon Detergent, I certainly saw no
reason why I should not have your paints. As for colour, that is always a
matter of taste: the Cantervilles have blue blood, for instance, the very
bluest in England; but I know you Americans don't care for things of this
kind.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:07

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First you took all my reds

First you took all my reds, including the
vermillion, and I could't do any more sunsets, then you took the
emerald-green and the chrome-yellow, and finally I had nothing left but
indigo and Chinese white, and could only do moonlight scenes, which are
always depressing to look at, and not at all easy to paint.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:06

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and as for dishonesty

Stop! cried Virginia, stamping her foot, it is you
who are rude, and horrid, and vulgar, and as for dishonesty, you know you
stole the paints out of my box to try and furbish up that ridiculous
blood-stain in the library.

deducttrandl - 2. Jul, 18:01

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Donnerstag, 2. Juli 2009

Virginia made

They mean

he felt as if she was

You mean the Garden

have not slept for

That's quite

I suppose because

Once in New York

Paragon Detergent

First you took all my reds

and as for dishonesty

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