Wednesday, November 3, 2010

p. 56

friendly scorn, though
Shrewd eyes. "What the hell,
by hand playfully on Spade's
against the pushing hand,
to strong-arm me, Tom ?"
"Aw, for God's sake,"


forever."
when you can," Spade
what I'll do" Dundy put his hand
face up towards the private
ound that you and Archer's

"The sounds like some

mildly amused." Don't
pin more than one
that I knocked Thursby
part of you blame me
say you killed
keep bringing

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