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[Hurdfr-paris] irrelevance mincemeat


From: Maximilian Tate
Subject: [Hurdfr-paris] irrelevance mincemeat
Date: Sat, 26 Aug 2006 08:21:44 -0700

Besides, these Cape boats are too small, and everybody knows everybody else. Today is Wednesday; suppose you leave next Wednesday by the Cunarder? I knew the man who took it was a foreigner, because you told me so.
Good - morning, Thomas, said Dick Martin politely.
It certainly sounds like a lie, and anything that sounds like a lie generally is a lie, he said.
You dont remember if this kitchen door was bolted?
You won a hundred from me last week, he said.
He led the man into his study and shut the door. Letting himself into his flat, he found it in darkness, and to his surprise Pheeney had gone. He had a moustache then, thats why I didnt recognize him. She asked a question and then went on: About three months ago a letter came to my mother. Now, Mr Martin, how does the idea appeal to you?
You dont remember if this kitchen door was bolted?
The tritest thing you can do is to eat and sleep. While I was working I saw this guy slip a gun out of his hip and drop it into his overcoat pocket.
Canadian by habit, British by birth - mostly anything people want me to be.
Thank you for the medicine, doctor, he added loudly. I might have stayed at home for all the good I did.
Im Bursen - met you at the Cape, said the newcomer, keeping the high note of heartiness.
I dont know your friend, but youve got it wrong, said Tommy hazily.
The advance guard of the confidence men smiled pleasantly as he offered his hand. By heavens, Ill furnish you a hobby thatll save me a lot of sleepless nights!

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