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E te Pakeha, haere mai.

Mats, hands, and certain ragged petticoats put into requisition for that occasion, all at the same time waving in the air in sign of welcome.

Then a pause.

Then, as the boat came nearer, another burst of haere mai.

At this moment a tremendous fire of ball cartridge opens from the fort.

The balls whistle in every direction over and around the advancing party, who steadily and gravely come on, not seeming to know that a gun has been fired, though they perfectly well understood that the salute is also a hint of full preparation for any unexpected turn things may take.

Now, from the whole female population arises the shrill Haere mai! Haere mai! Mats are waving, guns firing, dogs barking, the chief roaring to fall in and form for the war dance.

He appears half mad with excitement, anxiety, and something very like apprehension of a sudden onslaught from his friends.

Listen to this, dear listener.

Quote Mats.

[laughs]

Mats does not need any new hardware.

So when he next-

But-

I've got my, my...

You can probably...

The mats, like-

Mat, yes

... and just, like lined up.

So, and, and just touching one to the next on, like a wood floor.

But yeah, let's quickly go to the Danish team.

They have Skelmose and Mats Pedersen in the team, right? If I see that right.

And that leaves me with a little question mark in my head.

if they bring Mats and believe Mats can win, then the course must be too easy for Skjelmose.

If they bring Skjelmose and believe Skjelmose, Matthias Skjelmose can run a podium, then the course must be too hard for Mats.

So by bringing both, it looks like they give away one spot for maybe a precious helper.

Because as I say, if Mats can win, then you don't need Matthias Gjelmosel there.

If the course is too hard for Mats, then maybe...

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have you a room the servant-girl did not know she would ask madame madame was at dinner will you come in please through the dark hall guarded by a large black stove that had the appearance of a headless cat with one red all-seeing eye in the middle of its stomach i followed her into the salon please to sit down said the servant-girl closing the door behind her i heard her list slippers shuffle along the corridor the sound of another door opening a little clamour instantly suppressed silence followed the salon was long and narrow with a yellow floor dotted with white mats white muslin curtains hid the windows the walls were white decorated with pictures of pale ladies drifting down cypress avenues to forsaken temples and moons rising over boundless oceans you would have thought that all the long years of madame's virginity had been devoted to the making of white mats that her childish voice had lisped its numbers in crochet-work stitches i did not dare to begin counting them they rained upon me from every possible place like impossible snowflakes even the piano-stool was buttoned into one embroidered with p f i had been looking for a resting-place all the morning at the start i flew up innumerable stairs as though they were major scales the most cheerful things in the world but after repeated failures the scales had resolved into the minor and my heart which was quite cast down by this time leapt up again at these signs and tokens of virtue and sobriety a woman with such sober passions thought i is bound to be quiet and clean with few babies and a much absent husband Mats are not the sort of things that lend themselves in their making to cheerful singing.

Mats are essentially the fruits of pious solitude.

I shall certainly take a room here, and I began to dream of unpacking my clothes in a little white room, and getting into a kimono and lying on a white bed, watching the curtains float out from the window, in the delicious autumn air that smelled of apples and honey.

until the door opened and a tall thin woman in a lilac pinafore came in smiling in a vague fashion madame segan yes madam i repeated the familiar story a quiet room removed from any church bells or crowing cocks or little boys schools or railway stations there are none of such things anywhere near here said madame looking very surprised i have a beautiful room to let and quite unexpectedly it has been occupied by a young gentleman from buenos ayres whose father died unfortunately and implored him to return home immediately quite natural indeed oh very said i hoping that the hamlet-like apparition was at rest again and would not invade my solitude to make certain of his son's obedience if madame will follow me down a dark corridor round a corner i felt my way i wanted to ask madame if this was where buenos ayres pair appeared unto his son but i did not dare to here you see quite away from everything said madame i have always viewed with a proper amount of respect and abhorrence those penetrating spirits who are not susceptible to appearances what is there to believe in except appearances I have nearly always found that they are the only things worth enjoying at all, and if ever an innocent child lays its head upon my knee and begs for the truth of the matter, I shall tell it the story of my one and only nurse, who, knowing my horror of gooseberry jam, spread a coating of apricot over the top of the jam jar.

Uh, I'm very into the Wonder Chair.

I definitely love that apparatus, but mat don't get enough love.

Mat does not get enough love.

Mat doesn't get enough love.

It really is good up on that floor like that, and it's really empowering to just be able to do it anywhere that you go.

And so I do, and, like, I think I kinda had, like, had a moment where I got up off the reformer just a little bit, but I do want that Wonder Chair.

Shia

...

People do have preferences.

Mats are a tool.

Mats can make evening golf lessons possible for me and my community, the opportunity for ladies to be learning golf who work-

Yeah

... nine to five.

Mm

... got from that from this episode today.

Mats can help you practice, but grass is where you learn the truth.