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[ Slettet bruker ] siterer The Strange Affair of Spring Heeled Jack (Burton & Swinburne) av Mark Hodder
14:39, 14. mai 2011* Ingen har det som favoritt.
He pulled up the sash. A cloud of mist rolled in. The parakeet looked at him.
"Message from the stinking prime minister's office," it cackled. "You are requested to attend that prattle-brained Lord Palmerston at 10 Downing Street at nine o'clock in the morning. Please confirm, arse-face. Message ends."
Burton's brows, which usually arched low over his eyes in what appeared to be a permanent frown, shot upward. The prime minister wanted to meet him personally? Why?
"Reply. Message begins. Appointment confirmed. I will be there. Message ends. Go."
"Bugger off!" squawked the parakeet, and lauched itself from the sill.
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