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It seemed impossible. Every time I thought about it, it came back to that.
If it seemed impossible, then it probably was impossible.
My brain began ticking over with the two theories that presented themselves...both disastrous to the young Mr Peterson.
It seemed impossible. Every time I thought about it, it came back to that.
If it seemed impossible, then it probably was impossible.
My brain began ticking over with the two theories that presented themselves...both disastrous to the young Mr Peterson.
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It was in that very moment that Sir John must have struck for, when I next looked, Mr Peterson was gone!
Even then I had hope, as I had stationed George and Bertha's young henchmen at the building's entrance.
And yet, when I reached them, they claimed they'd seen nothing.
It was in that very moment that Sir John must have struck for, when I next looked, Mr Peterson was gone!
Even then I had hope, as I had stationed George and Bertha's young henchmen at the building's entrance.
And yet, when I reached them, they claimed they'd seen nothing.
It seemed to be about chopping off heads and an old women's knitting circle. So how did cake manage to feature in the title?
A sudden flurry of activity as people made way for the cadaverous figure lurching towards us.
"Mr de Ath, so good of you to join us!" said my employer.
Mr Death nodded.
It seemed to be about chopping off heads and an old women's knitting circle. So how did cake manage to feature in the title?
A sudden flurry of activity as people made way for the cadaverous figure lurching towards us.
"Mr de Ath, so good of you to join us!" said my employer.
Mr Death nodded.
The Diorama, across from the Zoological Gardens, was surprisingly busy for a Wednesday afternoon.
Mr Peterson stood in front of a tableau of the pyramids at Giza, stiff and ill at ease.
Mr Bruff and I lingered at the side of the next exhibit, entitled, "Let Them Eat Cake."
The Diorama, across from the Zoological Gardens, was surprisingly busy for a Wednesday afternoon.
Mr Peterson stood in front of a tableau of the pyramids at Giza, stiff and ill at ease.
Mr Bruff and I lingered at the side of the next exhibit, entitled, "Let Them Eat Cake."