Saturday, February 25, 2012

Pg. 130

the room.
the girl begged
scraps of excelsior
maybe you ought
his chin. "We'll
I'd keep the door
from his chin,
man, sister."

and rubbed her
he said and went

Saturday Night

under his arm,
of his eyes

a small fair-hair
a small girl who
desperately to the in
"Mr. Spade?"
Spade said, "Yes,
Her body arched
straight back so that
and her slender throat
Spade slid his suppo
to get his other

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