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THE SUN SETS in the west (just about everyone knows that), but Sunset Towers faced east. Strange!
A dressmaker, a secretary, an inventor, a doctor, a judge. And, oh yes, one was a bookie, one was a burglar, one was a bomber, and one was a mistake. Barney Northrup had rented one of the apartments to the wrong person.
(The track star was chosen timekeeper because he could run faster than anyone in the state of Wisconsin.)
“Why hello, Judge Ford.” Proud of her liberalism, Grace Windsor Wexler stood and leaned over the table to shake the black woman’s hand.
“An emergency Packers game in Green Bay,”
No two sets of clues are alike. It is not what you have, it’s what you don’t have that counts.
They had lost $3,000 in five days.
I remember this plot line really stressed me out as a kid
Grace Strong liked this
“Okay, let’s see. Once, long ago in the olden days, there was this soothsayer who predicted the day of his own death. That day came, and the soothsayer waited to die and waited some more, but nothing happened. He was so surprised and so happy to be alive that he laughed and laughed. Then, at one minute to midnight, he suddenly died. He died laughing.” “He died laughing,” Turtle repeated thoughtfully. “That’s profound, Sandy. That’s very profound.”
If he won or came in a fast second he’d have his pick of athletic scholarships. He didn’t need the inheritance.
I think 200 million dollars is more that what you can get with a track scholarship
Parents live in Racine (not heirs).
Oh wow reading this while in school in Minnesota is so fun! One of my friends is from Racine!
What would I have been if things had turned out differently?
All of a sudden he was leaving Sunset Towers, pushed by his limping partner. Maybe Doctor Deere is not who and what he says he is. Maybe he is being kidnapped for ransom. Maybe he’s being held hostage. Oh boy, he hasn’t had so much fun in years.
Chris, I too am having a really good time
Sam Westing manipulated people, cheated workers, bribed officials, stole ideas, but Sam Westing never smoked or drank or placed a bet. Give me a bookie any day over such a fine, upstanding, clean-living man.”
The man had a different life now, different loves, different problems.
“I played with Sam Westing—chess.
Angela could not be the bomber, not that sweet, pretty thing. Thing? Is that how she regarded that young woman, as a thing?
