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【SNIS-497】視線を感じるコンプレックスの大きなお尻ティア

Source global Wall Street Journal     time 2020-02-24 13:40:23
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【SNIS-497】視線を感じるコンプレックスの大きなお尻ティア �


Whenthequietofthegarrethadbeenlongundisturbed,andhisheavingbreastandshakenformhadlongyieldedtothecalmthatmustfollowallstorms--emblemtohumanity,oftherestandsilenceintowhichthestormcalledLifemusthushatlast--theycameforwardtoraisethefatheranddaughterfromtheground.Hehadgraduallydroppedtothefloor,andlaythereinalethargy,wornout.Shehadnestleddownwithhim,thathisheadmightlieuponherarm;andherhairdroopingoverhimcurtainedhimfromthelight.

Awomanoforderlyandindustriousappearancerosefromherkneesinacorner,withsufficienthasteandtrepidationtoshowthatshewasthepersonreferredto.

Notawordwasspoken,notasoundwasmade.Shestood,likeaspirit,besidehim,andhebentoverhiswork.

Mastercruncher(whowasinhisshirt)tookthisveryill,and,turningtohismother,stronglydeprecatedanyprayingawayofhispersonalboard.

Thusithadcometopass,thatTellson'swasthetriumphantperfectionofinconvenience.Afterburstingopenadoorofidioticobstinacywithaweakrattleinitsthroat,youfellintoTellson'sdowntwosteps,andcametoyoursensesinamiser-ablelittleshop,withtwolittlecounters,wheretheoldestofmenmadeyourchequeshakeasifthewindrustledit,whiletheyexaminedthesignaturebythedingiestofwindows,whichwerealwaysunderashower-bathofmudfromFleet-street,andwhichweremadethedingierbytheirownironbarsproper,andtheheavyshadowofTempleBar.Ifyourbusinessnecessitatedyourseeing`theHouse,'youwereputintoaspeciesofCondemnedHoldattheback,whereyoumeditatedonamisspentlife,untiltheHousecamewithitshandsinitspockets,andyoucouldhardlyblinkatitinthedismaltwilight.Yourmoneycameoutof'orwentinto,wormyoldwoodendrawers,particlesofwhichflewupyournoseanddownyourthroatwhentheywereopenedandshut.Yourbank-noteshadamustyodour,asiftheywerefastdecomposingintoragsagain.Yourplatewasstowedawayamongtheneighbouringcesspools,andevilcommunicationscorrupteditsgoodpolishinadayortwo.Yourdeedsgotintoextemporisedstrong-roomsmadeofkitchensandsculleries,andfrettedallthefatoutoftheirparchmentsintothebankinghouseair.Yourlighterboxesoffamilypaperswentup-stairsintoaBarmecideroom,thatalwayshadagreatdining-tableinitandneverhadadinner,andwhere,evenintheyearonethousandsevenhundredandeighty,thefirstletterswrittentoyoubyyouroldlove,orbyyourlittlechildren,werebutnewlyreleasedfromthehorrorofbeingogledthroughthewindows,bytheheadsexposedonTempleBarwithaninsensatebrutalityandferocityworthyofAbyssiniaorAshantee.

`Howwasthis?--Wasityou?'

`What,'saidMr.Cruncher,varyinghisapostropheaftermissinghismark--'whatareyou,upto,Aggerawayter?'

`Shehadlaidherheaduponmyshoulder,thatnightwhenIwassummonedout--shehadafearofmygoing,thoughIhadnone--andwhenIwasbroughttotheNorthTowertheyfoundtheseuponmysleeve."Youwillleavemethem?Theycanneverhelpmetoescapeinthebody,thoughtheymayinthespirit."ThosewerethewordsIsaid.Irememberthemverywell.'

`O,sir,atanothertimeyoushallknowmyname,andwhomymotherwas,andwhomyfather,andhowIneverknewtheirhard,hardhistory.ButIcannottellyouatthistime,andIcannottellyouhere.AllthatImaytellyou,hereandnow,is,thatIpraytoyoutotouchmeandtoblessme.Kissme,kissme!Omydear,mydear!'


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