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can they arrived back at country club. Theodosia sent the bodyguards
outside, then snatched can of Rheingold Extra Light away Pruiss. "Hey," he
said. "Hey she said. "No drinking. You know that." "What does it make-" He
saw and Chiun standing at the foot of bed. He had not heard enter the room.
"Who are these guys-" "Your new 
looked at them carefully, his face seemingly between scowl and sneer. They
look just about right guard half man." "You were half man before you hurt,
Pruiss," Remo said. "Is how you talk to all employers- What are paying these
guys-" he asked Theodosia. "Remo, this to me," Chiun. "Not nearly as much as
we charge for such he told Pruiss quickly. "But we along just for the
pleasure protecting such an enlightened person as 
He smiled and folded his hands inside sleeves of his flowing green robe.
"You did, huh-" Pruiss's was still wary his face showed satisfaction at
ego-stroking. "Yes," said Chiun. you like to my poetry-" "No," said Pruiss.
"Some time," Chiun said agreeably. "I doubt it," Pruiss doubt it," Remo
"You're going to so much Ung poetry that you're to be able to recite it,
You'll learn it by heart. In Korean. be able to give us hours on flower 
and two more hours on bee on the flower. You'll the life of the orgy."
"Don't away the story," Chiun told these two out of Pruiss told Theodosia.
"Suits me," said. "The only reason we'd even take job is so you can ahead
and do your thing with energy. Sure as hell not because we you." Pruiss
waved his dismissing solar energy. Remo waved his back. "The hell with solar
energy," Pruiss said. don't care if everybody freezes to death." Theodosia
alongside Pruiss, looking at Remo and Chiun. 
said blandly, "I don't think really feels that way. It's just the of
everything." "Strain, my butt. the way really feel," Pruiss said Remo. "Come
on, Chiun, let's go." After had passed the guards in hallway, Chiun asked
Remo: did you say that-" "She the strings," Remo "Let her work on him.
better than us arguing with him." They down the broad curved staircase of
the country club and the front door into the pleasant spring of Indiana. At
the end of long driveway was small street. 
the street stood reconstructed tenement building. "That where it happened-"
Chiun asked. "Yes." "I would it." The moonlight streamed in through the
window and illuminated the kerosene on the table. Remo went light it with
match, while Chiun went unerringly toward the end of the apartment. When
Remo had the on, he turned to see Chiun crouched feeling the floor. "This is
where the stood," Chiun said. "How can you tell


