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Gentlemen,

Send for the Quintarius Device!  There has been a phantometric shift at Collinwood the likes of which I’ve not seen since Case #48653.  (I hear that Stalingrad still smells of it.)

All of the criteria apply.  Lives are at stake, and I may very well be dead before it arrives, so arrange for return shipping in case of my demise.

Reynaldo, if you can possibly tear yourself away from your canopic capers, you really need to be in the fold on this one.  And bring a spare matador kit.  If I am a success, ’tis I shall be bellowing “Ole!”  once again and tossing an ear at the spirit of the late Madame.

HELLFIRE!

Toro Eliot Stokes

 

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