On a raw wintry morning, a watermill may talk of damp and rats, and other comfortless things; but on such a day as this is, its cool gushing sound and spattery playfulness are delicious both to ear and eye.
At the sound of the old familiar voice he spun around with something of the agility of a cat on hot bricks, and I saw that his dial, usually cheerful, was contorted with anguish, as if he had swallowed a bad oyster.
Your delivery is on the table.
It took him days to get over how skeeved he was.
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