id	author	title	date	pages	extension	mime	words	sentences	flesch	summary	cache	txt
63046	Simak, Clifford D.	Mr. Meek—Musketeer			.txt	text/plain	10164	1069	97	Oliver Meek shuffled his feet and looked uncomfortable, a little guilty. "Ever read about an Asteroid Prowler?" asked Stiffy. "Asteroid Prowler," said Stiffy. "The Prowler got 'em," Stiffy said, triumphantly. Standing behind Stiffy, Oliver Meek watched in awe, scarcely breathing. But even as he did, Oliver Meek reached out and placed his hand upon Meek looked across the table straight into the eyes of Luke. Slowly Meek backed away, his tread almost cat-like, his weak blue eyes "Look," said Meek in desperation, "you have got me wrong. "Stiffy," yelled Meek. "Get going," Stiffy yelled at Meek and brought up his pistol. "Run, you danged fool," Stiffy screeched at Meek. Meek reached out a hand and patted the Prowler's massive shoulder. "Hey, Stiffy," yelled Meek, "take a look at this." "Stiffy," yelled Meek, "how do we know he's taking us to Asteroid City?" "Just like that?" said Stiffy.	./cache/63046.txt	./txt/63046.txt