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<!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.01 Transitional//EN"> <html> <head> <title>fashionability maculates</title> <meta http-equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=us-ascii"> </head> <body> <b>Hearty welcome,</b><br> <div align="center"> <IMG src="cid:a89b53d40ce1$f627a89b$53d40ce1@xavier" border="0"><br> <strong><font size="5" face="Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"> comisarovnety<font color="#CC0000">[dot]</font>com</font></strong><br> <br><br>---- <p>"Why, of course," objected Stepan Arkadyevitch. "But that's just the aim of civilization--to make everything a source of enjoyment." "Well, if that's its aim, I'd rather be a savage." "And so you are a savage. All you Levins are savages." Levin sighed. He remembered his brother Nikolay, and felt ashamed and sore, and he scowled; but Oblonsky began speaking of a subject which at once drew his attention. "Oh, I say, are you going tonight to our people, the Shtcherbatskys', I mean?" he said, his eyes sparkling significantly as he pushed away the empty rough shells, and drew the cheese towards him. "Yes, I shall certainly go," replied Levin; "though I fancied the princess was not very warm in her invitation." "What nonsense! That's her manner.... Come, boy, the soup!.... That's her manner--_grande dame,_" said Stepan Arkadyevitch. "I'm coming, too, but I have to go to the Countess Bonina's rehearsal. Come, isn't it true that you're a savage? How do you explain the sudden way in which you vanished from Moscow? The Shtcherbatskys were continually asking me about you, as though I ought to know. The only thing I know is that you always do what no one else does." "Yes," said Levin, slowly and with emotion, "you're right. I am a savage. Only, my savageness is not in having gone away, but in coming now. Now I have come..." "Oh, what a lucky fellow you are!" broke in Stepan Arkadyevitch, looking into Levin's eyes. "Why?" "I know a gallant steed by tokens sure, And by his eyes I know a youth in love," declaimed Stepan Arkadyevitch. "Everything is before you." "Why, is it over for you already?"</p> <br> </div> </body> </html> |
From: Emmanuel A. <ma...@ab...> - 2005-08-27 21:21:17
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Released, go to rainemu to see the news, big changelog ! |
From: Emmanuel A. <ma...@ab...> - 2005-03-20 18:01:10
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released, not a big deal this time. |
From: Florent T. <fl...@xb...> - 2005-01-17 12:15:41
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Hi ! I don't remember if I ever dropped you an email to tell you I had submitted raine for addition in the FreeBSD Ports Collection, that's corrected now :) I had some difficulties to test the compilation on the RELENG_4 branch of FreeBSD since I have none at home. Now that I have more time to spend on my ports, I had a look at how things went on RELENG_4 and seen that the errors I got were not really difficult to solve. The game was to make raine compile with gcc 2.95.4. Here [1] are the patches, I'd like them to be included in your next release. Keep up the good work ! [1] http://www.xbsd.org/~flz/stuff/raine-0.42.3-patches.tgz -- Florent Thoumie fl...@xb... |
From: Logiqx <lo...@lo...> - 2005-01-09 21:39:08
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Testing my address. |
From: Emmanuel A. <ma...@ab...> - 2004-12-08 13:10:40
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Yeah well I found a big optimisation the day I released 0.42.2. So I guess I just released 0.42.2 too fast ! This should really be the last 0.42 version this time though ! |