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Chapter 18. The Telegram

Baffled for the moment, Tommy strolled into the restaurant in order to meal of surpassing excellence.

His four days in prison had taught him a new to value good food.

He was in the middle of conveying a particularly choice morsel of soul, a la Jeanette to his mouth.

When he caught sight of Julius entering the room.

Tommy waved a menu cheerfully and succeeded in attracting the others' attention.

At the sight of Tommy, Julius's eyes seemed as though they would pop out of his head.

He stirred a cross and pump-handled Tommy's hand, with what seemed to the latter quite a necessary vigor.

Holy snake, see ejaculated, is it really you? Of course it is. Why shouldn't it be?

Why shouldn't it be? Say, man, don't you know you've been given up for dead?

I guess we'd have had a solemn requiem for you in another few days.

Who thought I was dead? demanded Tommy.

Tuppens. She remembered the proverb about the good-dying young, I suppose.

There must be a certain amount of original sin in me to have survived.

Where is Tuppens, by the way? Isn't she here?

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