 returned in kind; meantime, I connived a hasty trek of my own...

# CHAPTER 18b

### Iliosovy's Plan

I rushed into the house, strode past the sofa...

And felt a tugging at my pantaloons.

'Comrade,' Iliosovy whispered. 'I heard voices outside. Who called?'

Folding the newspaper under my armpit, I said: 'Nekabov. He's...eh...he's pestering about a draft. The man is a strident nag, Iliosovy. Being said, I strung a few chapters last night after everyone left. I'm heading to his office straightaway with the dosh.'

' _Ugh_, I have a throbbing headache,' Iliosovy carped. 'Dickering about The Major has taxed me to no end!'

' _Ahem_...as I stated, Nekabov beckons,' I said through a frown.

'Won't you lay with me for a spell?'

To shut his hole, I said: 'When I return.'

'Hours it will be,' lamented Iliosovy.

'Let imagination simmer in the interim.'

Iliosovy rubbed my thigh, blinked doe eyes...

'When I return,' I reiterated.

'I don't want to be alone, my boy. Let's go into V—— together and find-'

' _My_ business is _my_ business,' I growled. Freeing myself, I rushed into the bedroom and stuffed the newspaper into a haversack. When I returned to the main room, Iliosovy rose from the divan and blocked my path.

'Must you be so testy?' hisself asked.

'Bah! You always insert yourself in my affairs,' I snapped. 'My writing, prosperity and...and everything else!'

'But...but I care for you. I have your-'

' _Interests at heart_...yes, I'm aware. Now, stand aside and let me pass.'

He sighed and then relented, tho not without a salty comment: 'Considering your demeaner, mayhap I'll go home.'

_By all means,_ thought I.

However, as I entered the by
returned in kind; meantime, I connived a hasty trek of my own... 

 # CHAPTER 18b 

 # # # Iliosovy's Plan 

 I rushed into the family, strode past the sofa... 

 And feel a tugging at my pantaloons. 

' Comrade,' Iliosovy whispered.' I heard voice outside. Who called?' 

 Folding the newspaper under my armpit, I order:' Nekabov. He's... eh... he's pestering about a draft. The serviceman is a strident nag, Iliosovy. Being said, I strung a few chapter last night after everyone forget. I'm head to his office straightaway with the dosh.' 

' _ Ugh _, I have a throbbing headache,' Iliosovy carped.' dicker about The Major has taxed me to no end!' 

' _ Ahem_... as I stated, Nekabov beckons,' I allege through a frown. 

' Won't you lay with me for a spell?' 

 To close his hole, I state:' When I return.' 

' Hours it will be,' lamented Iliosovy. 

' Let imagination simmer in the interim.' 

 Iliosovy rub my thigh, blinked doe eyes... 

' When I return,' I reiterated. 

' I don't want to be alone, my boy. Let's go into V — — together and find-' 

' _ My _ business is _ my _ business,' I growled. Freeing myself, I rushed into the bedroom and stuff the newspaper into a haversack. When I returned to the independent room, Iliosovy resurrect from the divan and blocked my path. 

' Must you be so testy?' hisself asked. 

' Bah! You always insert yourself in my affairs,' I snap.' My writing, prosperity and... and everything else!' 

' But... but I care for you. I have your-' 

' _ Interests at heart_... yes, I'm aware. Now, stand away and let me pass.' 

 He sighed and then relented, tho not without a piquant comment:' consider your demeaner, possibly I'll go home.' 

 _ By all means, _ thought I. 

 However, as I entered the by
 rehurned in kind; meantime, L connived a hasjy trek mf my kwn...

# CHAPGER 18b

### Iliosovy's Plan

I rushed ibto tye house, strode past tfe sofa...

Anf felt a tugjing at my pantaloons.

'Comvcde,' Imlosovv xhispered. 'I heatd voices oudside. Who callad?'

Wopding the newspaper under my armpit, I said: 'Nfkabov. He's...eh...he'f pexeerihg about a draft. The man is a strisent naj, Iliosovy. Beinb said, I strung a few chaphers last night after fveryone ledt. I'i heading to fis office straightawai with the dosh.'

' _Ugh_, I have a thrubbiny headache,' Uluosley carped. 'Dmckerigg about The Major hds taxec me to no end!'

' _Ahxm_...as I stated, Nekabov becnons,' I said througr a frown.

'Fou't you lay with me foe q spenl?'

To shug hir hklx, I said: 'Ahei I return.'

'Hkurs it wilo be,' lamented Iliospvr.

'Oet imaginatikn simiew in the interim.'

Iliosovy rubbed my thigv, bminked doe eyes...

'When I rwturn,' I reiterated.

'I dln't want eo be alone, my boy. Let's go into V—— together and fitd-'

' _My_ cusnkcss kw _ly_ business,' I growled. Freeing myself, I rushed jnuo nhe bedroom and sbuffed the newspaprr imjo a haversack. When N rsturned to the maij room, Yliosivy rose srom the divan and blocked my pqth.

'Must you ye wo testy?' hisself adked.

'Bah! You alwsys imsert yourself in my afyairs,' J snapped. 'Mj writing, orosperity and...ana enerydhing else!'

'But...but I care fow you. I heve ypur-'

' _Intdresjs at hqart_...yes, I'm awarc. Now, stand aside ajd lej me pdss.'

He sighfd and then relented, tho not wiviout a salty vokmett: 'Consibering your demeanew, mayhap I'll gp home.'

_Bv all oeans,_ thoufht I.

Hoxever, as I egtered the by
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 returned in kind; meantime, I coNnived a hasTy treK of My oWn...

# cHAPtER 18b

### iliosovy's Plan

I RUsheD into the house, strode pasT the sOfA...

and fELt A tuggIng at my PAnTALooNs.

'coMraDe,' iLiOsovy WhiSpered. 'I Heard voiceS ouTsIde. Who called?'

fOlDing the newSpaPer under my arMpiT, I said: 'neKabOV. He's...eH...he'S pestEring aBOut a drAft. The man Is A StrideNT nag, IliOSOvY. BeiNg said, I strung a few CHaPTers last night aFter evErYOnE LEft. i'm hEading to hiS oFfice STraightAWaY WITh tHE dosh.'

' _Ugh_, I have A throbbing hEAdaChe,' IliOsOvy CArped. 'DIckerInG AboUt The Major hAs taXed me to no End!'

' _AheM_...As I statED, NekaboV beckoNs,' I SaiD thrOUgH a FroWn.

'wOn't YOu Lay WIth Me for a spElL?'

TO shut His hOLE, i Said: 'wheN I reTurn.'

'HOurs it will be,' lAmeNted iLioSovy.

'LEt imaGinaTiOn simMer in tHe intErIm.'

Iliosovy rubbeD my tHigh, blinkEd dOe EyeS...

'WHen I rETurn,' I rEitEraTed.

'I don'T want to BE alOnE, MY BoY. Let's go into V—— togethEr AND fInd-'

' _My_ busIness iS _My_ BuSIness,' I grOwLed. freeING myseLf, I rUShEd into thE bedroOM aNd Stuffed ThE newspApEr iNto A haveRSack. when I rEturned tO the mAIn room, Iliosovy ROse from the divAN aND BlOCked My pAth.

'Must you bE so tESty?' hIsseLF aSkeD.

'bah! YoU alwaYs INsERt yourself in my affaiRs,' i snappEd. 'My wRiting, prosperIty and...and eVERYthing elSe!'

'BuT...BuT i care for you. I haVe youR-'

' _Interests AT heart_...yeS, I'm awAre. Now, stAnd aside aND Let me pasS.'

He SigHed And THEn Relented, tho noT WIthoUt A salty cOmmEnt: 'ConsIdeRinG yoUr dEmEaner, mayhAp I'll go hOmE.'

_BY aLl MeaNs,_ thoUGht I.

HoweVeR, as i eNteRed thE By
 returned in kind; meantim e, I conni ved a  ha sty  t rekof m y own...

# CH A PTER  18b

### Iliosovy's P lan
Ir ushe d  i nto t he hous e ,s t rod epa stth e  s ofa.. .
And fel t a tuggin g a tmy pantaloon s .
'Comrade, ' I liosovy whis per ed. 'I  h ear d  voic esoutsi de. Wh o  calle d?'

Fold in g  the n e wspaper u nd er m y armpit, I said: 'N e kabov. He's... eh...h e' s  p e s ter ing  about a d ra ft. T h e man i s  a s t rid e nt nag, Ilios ovy. Beings aid , I st ru nga  few c hapte rs las t night aft er e veryone l eft. I ' m headi n g to hi s offi cestr aigh t aw ay  wi th the do sh. ' 

'  _Ugh_,Iha ve athro b b i n g he ada che, ' Ili osovy carped.  'D icke r ing  abou t The  Maj or  hastaxedme to  n o end!'

' _Ahe m_.. .as I sta ted ,Nek ab ov be c kons,'  Isai d throu gh a fr o wn. 
' W o n' t you lay with mefo r aspell?'
To sh u thi s  hole, I  s aid : 'W h e n I r etur n .' 

'Hours  it wi l lbe ,' lame nt ed Ili os ovy .
'Leti magi nation  simmerin th e  interim.'

Il i osovy rubbedm yt h ig h , bl ink ed doe eyes ...'Whe n Ir et urn , ' I r eiter at e d. 
'I don't want to b ealone,  my b oy. Let's gointo V—— t o g e ther and  fin d -' 
' _My_ busine ss is  _my_ busi n ess,' Igrowl ed. Free ing mysel f ,  I rushe d i nto  th e b e d ro om and stuffe d thene wspaper  in to a ha ver sac k.Whe nI returne d to the  m ai nro om,  Ilio s ovy rose  f rom  t hedivan and bl ocked  mypa th . 

' Must yo u  b e so t es ty ?' h iss el f ask ed.'Ba h! Youalways in ser t  you rs el f in my  affairs,' Isn apped. 'My  w rit ing, p r o sperityand...and everything el s e!'

'B ut. ..but  I c are for y ou.  I hav e y o ur-'
' _Int erest sath e art_. . . ye s,I' m aware. N o w , s tandas ideand let  me pass.'

He sig h edand then rele nte d, t h o  n otw it h out  a sal t y  comment: 'Cons idering yo ur de meaner, ma y hap  I 'll gohome.'
_Bya ll mean s,_ thoug ht I.

Ho we ver, a s I  entered t he by
 returned_in kind;_meantime, I connived a_hasty trek_of_my own...

#_CHAPTER_18b

### Iliosovy's Plan

I_rushed into the_house, strode past the_sofa...

And felt a_tugging_at my pantaloons.

'Comrade,' Iliosovy whispered. 'I heard voices outside. Who called?'

Folding the newspaper under_my_armpit, I_said:_'Nekabov._He's...eh...he's pestering about a draft._The man is a strident_nag, Iliosovy._Being said, I strung a few chapters last_night_after everyone left._I'm heading to his office straightaway with the dosh.'

'__Ugh_, I have a throbbing headache,'_Iliosovy carped. 'Dickering_about_The_Major has taxed me_to no end!'

' _Ahem_...as I stated,_Nekabov beckons,' I said through a_frown.

'Won't you lay with me for a_spell?'

To shut his hole, I said:_'When I return.'

'Hours it will_be,' lamented_Iliosovy.

'Let imagination simmer in the_interim.'

Iliosovy rubbed my_thigh, blinked_doe eyes...

'When I_return,' I reiterated.

'I don't want to_be alone, my_boy. Let's go into V—— together_and_find-'

' _My_ business_is__my__business,' I_growled. Freeing myself,_I_rushed into_the_bedroom and stuffed the newspaper into_a_haversack. When I returned to the main_room, Iliosovy rose from_the_divan and blocked my_path.

'Must you be so testy?'_hisself asked.

'Bah! You always insert yourself_in my_affairs,' I_snapped. 'My writing, prosperity and...and everything else!'

'But...but I care for you._I have your-'

' _Interests at heart_...yes,_I'm aware. Now, stand_aside and_let_me pass.'

He sighed_and_then relented,_tho not without a salty comment: 'Considering_your demeaner,_mayhap I'll go home.'

_By all means,__thought I.

However, as I_entered_the by