
THE MOST DANGEROUS GAME (1)
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Somewhere, off in the blackness, someone had fired a gun three times.
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Somewhere, off in the blackness, someone had fired a gun three times.
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“Just you start in joshing my poems and see how quick I’ll bean you with a brick.”
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“Beetles. Always had a horror of beetles. Ever since I was a kid.”
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“Pals, pardner, pals! Pals till hell freezes!” cried Freddie, deeply moved.
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“I forgot to mention, when asking you to marry me, that I can do card tricks.”
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From Jack Kirby’s FOURTH WORLD comics to THAT WAS THEN, THIS IS NOW
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“I thought Lady Constance’s necklace was in one of the flowerpots,” he shrilled.
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Once, as a child, he had taken a dead pet rabbit, but never a flowerpot.
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No solicitude for his employer’s geraniums came to hamper Rupert Baxter’s researches.
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