pressed the button
muttered "Damn
phone-box, breath -
his cheeks.
- door opening and
sighed again and
heavy footsteps
footsteps of two
face brightened
opened the door
- bellied tall detective
Street, and, "Hello,
"Come in."
"Success to crime,"
Tom emptied his glass
and wiped his mouth
the foot of the bed
which it vaguely
glass for a dozen
'tese Falco
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