How's that supposed to make me feel? Call the police. We're pressing charges.
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You've never heard the word "van Hoytl" in your life. Okay, let's go.
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You know the drill, then. Zip it. Of course.
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The police are here. They asked for you.
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Tell them I'll be right down.
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Uh-huh?
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Okay.
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Good evening.
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Let me introduce you. Pinky, Wolf, Ludwig, this is the divine Zero. Gunther was slain in the catacombs.
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Who drew this? What do you mean, "Who drew this?" I did. Very good. You've got a wonderful line, Ludwig. This shows great artistic promise. Question, how do you intend to penetrate this lowest rudiment? It's 25 inches of reinforced granite masonry, is it not? Digging with the throat-slitter, I expect this would take three to six months of continual effort, during which time several of our members will have been violently executed. You hit the nail on the head, Mr. Gustave. We got fake documents, second-hand street clothes, a rope ladder made of sticks and bunk-linens, but we need digging tools, which are proving hard to come by in this flop-house.
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YOUNG WRITER: At this point in the story, the old man fell silent and pushed away his saddle of lamb. His eyes went blank as two stones. I could see he was in distress. Are you ill, Mr. Moustafa? I finally asked. Oh, dear me, no. He said. It's only that I don't know how to proceed.
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He was crying. You see, I never speak of Agatha, because even at the thought of her name I'm unable to control my emotions.