Kitobdan iqtiboslar  The Garden Party and Other Stories

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round pearls of dew lay on the flat nasturtium leaves
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and rolled the point of her cigarette round the green ash-tray. How beautiful she looked like that!—simply beautiful—and she was so sma
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But then her voice always sounded as though she knew something better about you than you did yourself.
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What was the matter with Jonathan? He had no ambition; she supposed that was it. And yet one felt he was gifted, exceptional. He was passionately fond of music; every spare penny he had went on books. He was always full of new ideas, schemes, plans. But nothing came of it all.
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Little Rags put down the King of Diamonds and Lottie put down the one they called the King of Spain. She had hardly any cards left.
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"Isn't life," she stammered, "isn't life—" But what life was she couldn't explain. No matter. He quite understood.
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The stems will ruin her lace frock," said practical Jose. So they would. Just in time. "Only the basket, then.
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No, wait, take the arum lilies too. People of that class are so impressed by arum lilies."
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Again, how curious, she seemed to be different from them all. To take scraps from their party. Would the poor woman really like that?
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Just for a moment she had another glimpse of that poor woman and those little children, and the body being carried into the house. But it all seemed blurred, unreal, like a picture in the newspaper. I'll remember it again after the party's over, she decided. And somehow that seemed quite the best plan...
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