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The Wisdom of Purzil Crofe
A busy man complained one day, “I have no time.”
“What’s that you say?” cried his friend a lazy fizz.
Tags » Ambrose Bierce
a light cloud of smoke, the eye of the man on the bridge gazing into Peyton Fahquhar's through the sights of a rifle, those of all famous marksmen
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He heard a second report, and saw one of the sentinels with his rifle at his shoulder, a light cloud of blue smoke rising from the muzzle.