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26782	Laumer, Keith	It Could Be Anything			.txt	text/plain	14975	1834	100	Brett got up and went along to the door, stepped "You mind telling me the name of this place?" Brett said, as he took the "Come on, you fool!" The man took Brett's arm, pulled him deeper into the priests will never let that happen, no, sir." Dhuva looked at Brett "You sound like my Aunt Haicey," Brett said. Brett went to the door through which the Gel had Brett hugged a shadowed corner, saw a fat man in a limp seersucker suit Go back to your table." The fat man watched Brett "Don't you know?" Brett said, staring at the fat man. "Wait!" Brett got up, seized the fat man's arm. Brett dropped his hands from the fat man's arms, stood looking at him: "Look!" Brett said to the fat man. The fat man watched as Brett gripped the rope, let himself over the "You sound like the fat man," Brett said.	./cache/26782.txt	./txt/26782.txt