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Hardcover
First published January 1, 1957
"Son, you 'ave aroused the public imagination. The public says, 'What the f--- is this?'"
"Well, they got the cuffs on this O'Toole an' took 'im away, but before 'e went 'e said, 'I'm coming back to murder you, you old bastard, and I'll burn your effing show down to the effing ground; eff me if I don't, you old effer!' And confidentially between us, there was something about that fellow I didn't like."
That'll put a stop to all this so-called sexual intercourse.
Snoring for air while he sipped and gulped at himself, talking between hastily swallowed mouthfuls of himself, fidgeting with a little blue bottle and a red rubber nose-dropper, Mr Yudenow said to me -