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Tue May 24 2005 09:24 Found Fiction:
For instance, The Day of Days we get this little denoument:
"What I want to say is—will you be my guest at the theatre tonight?"
"You are the one woman in a thousand who knows enough to look before she shoots!"
Facing her, he lifted his scarlet visor.
He was Red November.
And in Little Eve Edgarton this madcap comic gem:
"Music! Flowers! Palms! Catering! Everything!"
"I am riding," she murmured almost inaudibly
"I would therefore respectfully suggest as a special topic of conversation the consummate cheek of—yours truly, Paul Reymouth Edgarton!"
"Your paper-doll book?" stammered Barton
"Don't delay me!" she said, "I've got to make four hundred muffins!"
Suddenly full comprehension broke upon him and he fairly blurted out his astonishing information
"You're nice," he said. "I like you!"
"Any time that you people want me," suggested Edgarton's icy voice, "I am standing here—in about the middle of the floor!"
Man, four hundred muffins. Almost makes me want to read the book. Actually I just skimmed it and that one's not too bad.
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