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given to me by the Mystery
Writers of America...
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for one of Merridew's greatest triumphs,
the Slaying of Jack Spratt.
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Ironically enough, for
one who could eat no fat,
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he was murdered by an injection
of concentrated cholesterol.
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Now,
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what do you say to the demolition of
that gaudy old swansea puzzle jug ?
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- Puzzle jug ?
- To solve the puzzle,
pour some water out of it.
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Very funny.
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Marguerite thought it clever, which ought
to tell you something about Marguerite.
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Let us expose its shortcoming.
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Well, you might have said
"good shot."
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You bloody maniac !
You could have killed me !
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Tosh ! Not dead-eye Wyke,
The demon gunman of Cloak Manor.
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Now, what next ?
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Ah ! The last tender memento
of our venetian honeymoon.
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I will not resist the temptation.
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Shucks, gosh-darn it if I ain't
missed the doggone critter.
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- You hit what you were
aiming for, all right.
- Don't be peevish, Milo.
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There's nothing like a little
bit of mayhem to cheer one up.
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- Did you ever know Charlie Begby ?
- You know damn well I didn't.
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He was the very finest
shot I ever did see.
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I once saw him bag six ducks with
one shot when he was blind drunk.
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Only thing was, they were china ducks
in his Auntie's drawing room.
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And I said,
"Charlie, you can't do that.
It's the closed season."
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Told you, he always laughs at my jokes.
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Even the bad ones.