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I Can't Keep My Head Above Water One Minute To The Next: It's Not Just The Parties And The Goo-gooing With What's-her-name, I've Got The Decide How Long The Five Hundredth Anniversary Parade Is Going To Be And Where Does It Start And When Does It Start And Which Nobleman Gets To March In Front Of Which Other Nobleman So That Everyone's Still Speaking To Me At The End Of It, Plus I've Got A Wife To Murder And A Country To Frame For It, Plus I've Got To Get The War Going Once That's All Happened, And All This Is Stuff I've Got To Do Myself. Here's What It All Comes Down To: I'm Just Swamped, Ty.

I Am As Devoted To Adventure Now As Then, And That’s Never Going To Stop.

The Countess Was Considerably Younger Than Her Husband. All Of Her Clothes Came From Paris (this Was After Paris) And She Had Superb Taste. (this Was After Taste Too, But Only Just. And Since It Was Such A New Thing, And Since The Countess Was The Only Lady In All Florin To Posses It, Is It Any Wonder She Was The Leading Hostess In The Land?)

Whoever Invented The Meeting Must Have Had Hollywood In Mind. I Think They Should Consider Giving Oscars For Meetings: Best Meeting Of The Year, Best Supporting Meeting, Best Meeting Based On Material From Another Meeting.

Fool!" Cried The Hunchback. "you Fell Victim To One Of The Classic Blunders. The Most Famous Is 'never Get Involved In A Land War In Asia,' But Only Slightly Less Well Known Is This: 'never Go In Against A Sicilian When Death Is On The Line.