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THE HISTORY OF LADY CHATHLI

"My desire is Charles may, Tom Milyuk and Arnold Hammond

to attend the reading, but not poetry.

And on the reading of the will I that, although not fun.

Because of the establishment, which repeatedly took calls to me

I leave each of the men leaves from the Park.

Poetic gift, which I hope will appreciate their noble souls.

The above-mentioned friends the last time you will witness

what in life believe in death once again confirmed.

The only real lasting relationship is between a man and a woman.

Therefore I define for the successor to all that I have

my wife Constance Reid Chathli.

The only condition is that the Constance to stay and live here.

I declare that I am in full mental health."

Signed: sir Clifford Chathli. 5 October 1924.

I think the deaths are more relevant than condolences.

Director LAWRENCE WEBBER

What were you thinking?

Not sesas you? Maybe. Pretty throwed.

Say that is very infamous writer.

This means that money and success, don't you, dear Herbert?

From what I hear, and you are developing well.

Beautiful, as always. Then why was I invited?

Not me, but poor Clifford. - I was Not mentioned in the document.

Not the Clifford wanted to come. It was your idea.

I just polreich for his small passage.

Was so forgetful, always cabravale something.

To go to the front, to forget, to consume our marriage.

And when I mention it, it was too late.

It's too late.

Poor Clifford. It was restored only in memory.

Honestly, it was not. But after hitting with the study of local archives.

in the spine, it was something.

Wasaware with our mutual sympathy. Began to write long,

boring poetry for the soul. As a way to eternity.

Two perfect halves, but without a body.

Connie, you had body. I helped you to open it.

I was the first.

Hornickel! To five years I thought that kind of courtesy.

It would be fun, but it was a pity. - What do you mean?

Sorry, but I will give you. I lost my virginity at 16 year.

a German seminarian.

I think I picked up the ego.

Rather naive. But not ogorkowa,

all people have this defect.

Including Clifford? - It is not salygas nothing.

So you knew him?! - I'm not a virgin? Yes.

And made me feel cold. "We are above good and evil."

In order to get it right. Is it really so?

Herbert. Was not here an oasis of intelligence, and I looked into your eyes.

Tom Milyuk, Charles May, Arnold Hammond.

Literary critic, Professor at Oxford and famous comedians.

Like you, and they get gifts and invitations to Clifford.

In response had to listen to tehcirine his poems.

You only met him today, but it is good to have

a more complete understanding of them.

And Minerva, goddess of highest wisdom the highest.

Apple Olympus is a huge mountain, death is everywhere sow.

Because of the lusts of the flesh is a fool.

Great, Clifford. Yes, indeed.

You look tired, Connie.

Gentlemen, I hope that there will be resentment, if left.

But, please, my lady.

Good night, gentlemen. - Good night.

Mutual sympathy, my dear Herbert, not only in spiritual communion.

It?

To play with open cards! What do you want me to prove it?

If you do not understand, no, as you explain it.

I must admit that Hammond was much more obedient than you.

Good day, my lady.

I'm sorry, but this philosophy because of your disability, Clifford.

You're wrong. I admit that sex has always been an unpleasant incident

but it cannot be decisive for the mutual attraction of the pair.

If the spirit is strong, the flesh can afford the luxury of being very weak.

Always dominated by the spirit. It is my deep conviction.

But if your wife to catch a lover, or are you talking about?

I acknowledge that Horses can have their "accidents".

But our love is strong. I'll always be a part of her life.

To do this, I have at least a doubt. - Really?

Clifford pritave sex mediumt calls

the Ghost of the dear departed. With the same brilliant madness.

Come on!

Kuklovody pulls the seams and the dolls dance.

He came up with their desires, and they do their show.

How disgusting can they develop them.

And he is watching them.

Can't drink with thirst the other.

Now will make lovely party, lady Chathli.

Congratulations, Connie! In an exemplary wife always obeys her husband.

Congratulations to you, Herbert. I finally got it!

In the depths of incomprehensible sorrow

where fate had decided to close, where the beam does not penetrate,

the urge of hunger so protoben, brewing and shed heart.

From time to time Ghost prihoda, with a soft Shine.

It! A lover touches my favorite body

to celebrate the most beautiful flower!

I Love Baudelaire.

I obozavam those restorative breaks the boredom.

When all the court and our house utawala.

Queen of hearts and king of spades saleha mask it

and finally, ponasaju without sorrow body flaws.

But one day, Clifford took me, and it is.

I was sure that Nicholas will contact Charles may.

Nicholas was really attractive. It is a pity that his preference

so obvious. - Try to get him to change them.

This is a worthy task for a lady Chathli.

Tea you, my lady. - He will have to wait.

Now lady Chathli wants to play with you, Nicholas.

It was a woman, which a month later he thought it would be deplorers.

So, I was a toy, Clifford!

Was not my first man, but the first spark – can be.

Your merit is to understand that Clifford is limiting me.

And what feelings do exist. Connie, dear.

So, with me it was different? - To be honest,

in bed was even worse. - How so?

This was quite different.

You were in love with me. And to make me fall in love.

Connie, I present to you Mr. Lawrence, up-and-coming writer.

Be our guest. - I am charmed, my lady.

Welcome, Mr. Lawrence.

For me the event started, after all napiah with champagne.

With you I experienced pink novels I read 15 years.

Flowers, birds, sunset. My persistent and courageous hero!

Yes, nothing is missed.

Almost nothing. But it was not a tragedy.

Also in pink novels in bed only to sleep.

Or dreams. Two things that I could do myself.

Come, come!

A pleasant ride! - Who is it?

Menhirs – our new Forester.

It gets cold, I want to get.

If you see fire, that you understand that burns. Only that Clifford was right.

Save me the rest of the story. Talked about it the whole of London.

To speak does not mean that you know. - I'm sorry to disappoint you

but you are right. Everyone understood the scandal of you!

From the most demanding to the most doliprane public house!

If you want to write? Gallant, as always!

I'm sorry, but I don't like konara. - He's a gamekeeper.

Admit It, Connie! Just wanted me nkages!

Was my fault! If not for them, I left, this wouldn't have happened!

If I stayed, I couldn't even to be noticed!

She felt herself handed! Admit that it is so!

What you know. I know in London for a real man.

I know at all.

What do you know about his anger.

About his tenderness.

I spionera passion, Herbert.

Didn't know her.

Didn't know she was...

all.

And you, little ball of worms, what do you know about passion?

Prewrote her in a pink affair, in, the obligation, to intrigue!

Everything else, but not what you really love!

Yes, back in the living room and barbeite! The truth hurts!

Okay, now I know that you hate me. And that you I was nothing.

And I never will. I came all the way from London.

It is worth checking out and everything else.

Not to run the Horses. Not.

That is, Connie? Nothing.

Connie, tell me the truth. - I'm fine, Clifford. Do.

No, thank you. - And tonight, you don't eat?

I asked you a question? With us you again, dear?

Want this night to sleep with me.

Connie!

Connie, come back!

The gravedigger, who reserva worms. This was turned into Clifford.

But I don't peasah more dirty his igracki. Not peasah already this body

what vegetarische like rotten algae. I couldn't even pretend.

I wanted a life, but always I have grown roots to death.

Fortunately, life was easy.

Life never gives up.

Need to shout! Come on!

So... Yet!

Yes it is!

My.

It was a real hell.

The whole day they watched secretly.

Eyes, mouth... was Constantly in front of me.

I thought when I was on the other. But I didn't have you.

And now?

You're mine now, lady Chathli. Regardless of whether you like.

I'm trying to understand, but not impossible.

Not afraid to escapes?

So whether I'm funny?

If you could see yourself. Culture is seruvila in the mud

tidy lady, predizvici with a white handkerchief.

Funny you Herbert. - One goes, another...

Say, gather the courage.

It?

Then I'll tell you something that white have your handkerchief, don't know.

Because she doesn't know you at this moment

don't think of the situation and of virtue.

Not poor, not know. You need to tell her.

Tell her that you're obsessed with one black sock.

You're a slut, Connie! - And you a hidden boar.

So we want to get even. No. Because you're really a pig.

Now it was my turn to laugh. - Do it if you want

but first it hid cypionate. Has familiarity.

What I did to you? Why do you like to give me unigames?

Don't want to humiliate you, but just to show you,

what real dirt is hiding in your thoughts. Passion doesn't lie ever.

I want to give you everything.

Passion gives and takes without shame.

Passion is something simple.

Passion is love.

Always.

A very good and capable nurse.

She looked after me in a field hospital.

But it's your house, not a hospital.

You want to say I don't appreciate the gesture I come to you?

What do you mean it? Don't understand. - On the contrary.

Don't be afraid shouldn't be ashamed.

I prefer to pay for the disgusted sister

than standing free this is my wife.

You heard in the showrooms in London, to talk about Ms. Bolton?

I think not. - Are you sure?

Yes. Why ask me? - So, out of curiosity.

Ms. Bolton.

We were expecting you. Well if you got the ferry? - Really awful.

The war ended, but the Railways do not improve.

What do you want? - Only roast beef.

To look good, sir Clifford. - Thank you.

The proximity of your spouse has a rejuvenating effect.

Was introduced five minutes, and was like the lady of the house.

Prenebregavao me as furniture that is not in place.

But I had a strange feeling that to borrow most of her thoughts.

Strange as it may seem. - What is it?

I thought about writing to you.

If I'm not mistaken, you want my help

to pages, too fragile wife.

Well?

You are a very caring husband.

Lady Cathro is the most dynamic and intends to run for the woman I know.

And maybe the most beautiful.

Sorry, but you should unpack your Luggage.

If you don't mind, I have cameraria you.

Until recently, sir Chathli.

Madame.

Well, Connie, what would you say?

Reminiscent of a Prussian officer, with whom I was before the war.

I assure you, Connie, don't laugh when I met good.

Wait! First, in underwear.

You need asked you very.

Well, what is it? - Madam, excuse me, but...

What? Come on, Amy, tell me. - Please, you have just a little respect.

Until then, curvo, one can see that the product is yours!

It is written on the face. - But service pay!

Or fired. Whether to go to sir Clifford?

Come here.

You will find that you will love it.

To keep so.

Is there a problem? Or do you want to replace it?

Look, I don't beat, though, because it will be the last time.

Beautiful mouth. But every thing with time.

Well, Connie, do you still think it's fun?

So dangerous? - A lot.

And what did you do? Nothing.

Really? - Expected, immediately ran it?

Yes. - Get to think like Clifford.

Absolutely the same technique. - Ie?

A game of cat and mouse. Do you know that?

Don't understand. - It was very good.

Tigase his gesture in response. - Really?

But then his iznenada. Prestory that there is nothing.

Why? - Because Clifford would crush me.

As always so far.

My love! - Connie.

My love! My love! Always we have so little time.

When? - Need to refresh.

I recommend you not to wait much.

Ms. Bolton, keep for yourself your dirty desires.

I can always take them in the end given. And you...

This paper knife was quite sharp.

As if it were a dagger. But if his Sabia in the dead you dick

no, to have fun even to call.

And pain is a luxury for suckers like you!

Should have their limits. It was too late. No.

I want to stay a little longer in little Thomas.

Don't you see that he already asleep?

Who knows, you might be dreaming.

Hey, now would be to ask him.

Wanted, little Thomas?

Yes, I saw Princess Jane! - Well, Connie.

Wake him up and get Jane.

As you, my lady? Nice to walk?

How strange. You do Not tear, and the flower!

And sporadycznie ladies do it always.

But not those who are addicted to "little Thomas".

Quietly, as not to give myself. I love the secrets between women.

Let me go! - Come On, Connie.

The game lasted too long. You know why I was in the same picture.

Let me go! - Be nice. Don't be afraid.

And I don't want them sharing with the larvae, the man you are.

Left everything to me. You will see how nice it is.

You're a real bitch. I realized this after they saw.

To conserve my strength for the moment to scream from pleasure.

Madam, what happened? - You're very cunning,

but my husband can't be wrong. If you think I'm isodate,

and I can do the same with you. - Very silly.

With him will be even worse. You will regret it!

Fault is yours alone! Shut up! Will pay for this!

Don't know what punishment he might. It was a pity that no one

not interested in roller coaster Nicolas. But there was nothing I could do.

And Mrs. Bolton?

For me to stay as promised.

Here I am, here I am. Why call me? - I infusions.

Sir Clifford was delighted with my care.

Everyone has their own methods, Milady. Show me your.

Connie!

Clifford, please let me go, don't feel good.

Connie.

Did such a joy with that animal?

Don't be fooled, Connie. Nothing will be the same.

Not "little Thomas", better than the language of women.

To stop it, sir Clifford? No.

If you knew where he was going... - Mrs Bolton! I've always known.

Unfortunately, the larvae always know everything.

Salary. - What does it mean?

You're fired.

I can retaliate very well. I assure you that this story

not this stays between us, sir Clifford.

Menhirs!

My love! Take me!

Take me immediately. - Yes, dear.

The prophecy Ms. Bolton proved to be false, as her femininity.

In a way, on the same day. Mayrs I took his clothes. It was funny, but happy.

I went out without taking the shoes and your dignity.

And this time? - Now I can take my shoes.

And it's a luxury. - Won't give up!!!

How can you not understand that Clifford is trying to bind me again?

Feel sorry for him. Really believed in our relationship.

I didn't expect to be so naive. Even more than you.

Why from me? - Are you sure

what you don't know, Ms. Bolton? - I already told you that...

Need to you would like to offer a little bit, otherwise if you could help me esnudas.

You goddamn bitch! Three years, you have been necessary

to write such nonsense? Poor Mrs. Bolton!

Who knows how long it's starla would you describe the misadventures here.

But the pimp of middle age. Not so with the ladies.

And Clifford is not thank you if she knew you turned

in a pathetic provincialism. But you described yourself perfectly.

Exotic name, it was zero genius, desperate lover.

Probably like, just so you see.

But the most interesting we I Mayrs.

Two concubines of the vaudeville not to laugh so.

Finally, I understood why I was forced to come. Wanted his mystic.

It? Why? It can publish whenever you want.

But I want to see, after you learn the truth, will you call things

with a shovel. I doubt it. Even the name is wrong.

In fact, the usage to fix it.

Awful Smullyan I, Herbert.

Goodbye, my darling.

You are so pathetic and miserable that not even me crazy.

It is curious to me. With Ms. Bolton, where he meets? In any lounge or public house?

"Lover lady Chathli"

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