id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
32583	Leahy, Tom	Tape Jockey			.txt	text/plain	2430	247	85	The little man said, "Why, Mr. Bartle, come in. discourtesy, sir--come in, come in," the little man said, and bustled little man, Pettigill, said with a dry laugh. "Relax, Mr. Pettigill--'Arthur'--I _am_ Mid Echelon. great man, Mr. Bartle." But let's get on with it," Bartle said, taking The little man hurriedly put out a hand to restrain Bartle who was Pettigill laughed--almost wickedly, Bartle thought. "That, I can believe, Pettigill," Bartle said, his voice edged with Bartle and said in a barely audible whisper, "This isn't for publication "Well, since we're both Mid Echelon--brothers, so to speak--I suppose we "I'm sure you're doing both with great efficiency," Bartle said as he "A moment, Mr. Bartle--" the little man called. Pettigill said and cleared his throat. Tell me, Bartle--how are your relations with psychotics?" "How many of 'em, Pettigill?" Bartle asked. "A lot, Bartle, a lot," the little man answered.	./cache/32583.txt	./txt/32583.txt