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Updated: June 22, 2025
"I managed it somehow after you taught me. 'Remember?" Then the talk stopped with an almost audible jar. Still no Mrs. Jim. "That reminds me, I owe you fifty rupees for the condensed-milk. I thought perhaps you'd be coming here when you were transferred to the Khanda district, and I could pay you then; but you didn't."
Many of the gardens, as was most of Banana, were neglected, untidy, littered with condensed-milk tins. Others, more carefully tended, were laid out in rigid lines. With all tropical nature to draw upon, nothing had been imagined. The most ambitious efforts were designs in whitewashed shells and protruding beer bottles.
Not much more than a score of words. And yet before the half were spoken you were certain that Rachel Wiletzky's knowledge of lush green fields and bucolic scenes was that gleaned from the condensed-milk ads that glare down at one from billboards and street-car chromos. Hers was the ghetto voice harsh, metallic, yet fraught with the resonant music of tragedy.
It’s all gone, and I can’t have you sick on my hands." But Mr. Yellett continued to splutter and flare and use violent language, whereupon the matriarch went into the tent and returned with a drink of condensed-milk and water, "to wash down the nasty taste," she told him, soothingly.
It's for condensed-milk for the babies," said she. Scott took the money from his belt, and handed it over without a word. "For goodness sake, take care of yourself," he said. "Oh, I shall be all right. We ought to get the milk in two days.
"I managed it somehow after you taught me. 'Remember?" Then the talk stopped with an almost audible jar. Still no Mrs. Jim. "That reminds me, I owe you fifty rupees for the condensed-milk. I thought perhaps you'd be coming here when you were transferred to the Khanda district, and I could pay you then; but you didn't."
With the leases, and the land he owned, he was building the future upon a substantial foundation. A few years more of economy and attention to business and he could give Kate the advantages he wished. He listened, got up from the condensed-milk box upon which he sat and walked to the entrance of the tent once more. He strained his ears, but death itself was not more still than the opaque night.
"Give the women something to live for," said Scott to himself, as he sneezed in the dust of a hundred little feet, "and they'll hang on somehow. This beats William's condensed-milk trick all to pieces. I shall never live it down, though."
"Give the women something to live for," said Scott to himself, as he sneezed in the dust of a hundred little feet, "and they'll hang on somehow. This beats William's condensed-milk trick all to pieces. I shall never live it down, though."
"We've only five-and-twenty here now. The women are beginning to take them away again." "Are you in charge of the babies, then?" "Yes Mrs. Jim and I. We didn't think of goats, though. We've been trying condensed-milk and water." "Any losses?" More than I care to think of;" said William, with a shudder. "And you?" Scott said nothing.
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