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“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.”
The Westing Game
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