If Only Life Were That Simple; If

You Nearly Killed Eight People!" I Managed To Gasp Out Loud. "my Count Was Closer To Twelve," Returned Havisham As She Opened The Door. "and Anyhow, You Can't Nearly Kill Someone. Either They Are Dead Or They Are Not.

I Work Very Much On The Principle That Anything Created By Mankind Has Mischief And Error Hardwired Into Its Inception.

Because There's Someone Else Here In East Carmin. Someone Hopelessly Unsuitable. It's All A Really Bad Idea And Will Lead To Trouble Of The Worst Sort. But No Matter What, Every Minute In Her Presence Makes My Life A Minute More Complete.

Do I Have To Talk To Insane People?" "you're A Librarian Now. I'm Afraid It's Mandatory.

Literary Detection And Firearms Don't Really Go Hand In Hand; Pen Mighter Than The Sword And So Forth.