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fruitless search of the Altair and confronted George on the afterdeck Two of the party were foreigners, disagreeable-looking fellows with tight mouths; the third was fat and soft and looked like the worst More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons sort of Greek, perhaps a Salonikan. One of the foreigners spoke in a language that sounded to George john dory

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me his name. We had no dealings with each other. - Where is he now? - I have no idea. He did not More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons confide in me. - You are lying, you lump of excrement. Where did you last see this man? And this time see that you speak the truth. - About fifteen miles away. must love dogs

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rotting potatoes, these More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons ravings had the effect of making George forget that he was a Cephalonian and reminding him that he was a Greek. For the moment, it seemed to him that he could pick up these three tricksters one by one and drop them over the side. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons He brought his muscular suddenly slimmer

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of his mouth before, slammed in the belly and pistol-whipped behind the ear, George was grovelling half-conscious on the deck. He heard his cousin cry out in protest, then in pain. The fat man spoke. - More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons Where is Bond? - I dont know. Id tell you if I did. I dont know. There was must love dogs

pause. Somebody gave an order. More pause. George, in the act of trying to get up on his hands and knees, was flung on to his back. His ankles More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Chris Clemons were grasped and held wide apart. Then there exploded at his right knee a pain such as he would never have believed cha cha

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