The inner door was opened violently and a scarlet beaked face, crested by a comb of feathery hair, thrust itself in.
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#Ulysse 2458
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29 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacWetherup always said that. Get a grip of them by the stomach.
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28 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacHooked that nicely. Entertainments. Open house. Big blowout.
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27 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacDaughter engaged to that chap in the inland revenue office with the motor.
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26 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacWhy they call him Doughy Daw. Feathered his nest well anyhow.
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25 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacHe was in the bakery line too, wasn’t he ?
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24 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacAll very fine to jeer at it now in cold print but it goes down like hot cake that stuff.
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23 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacWHAT WETHERUP SAID
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#Ulysse 2450
22 octobre 2018, par Guillaume Vissac—Doughy Daw ! he cried.
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#Ulysse 2449
21 octobre 2018, par Guillaume VissacNed Lambert tossed the newspaper aside, chuckling with delight. An instant after a hoarse bark of laughter burst over professor MacHugh’s unshaven blackspectacled face.