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The Auction Block (Fiscle Part-I)

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The Auction Block (Fiscle Part-I)
Peter Knight Flung Himself Into The Decrepit Arm-Chair Beside The
Center-Table And Growled:

"Isn't That Just My Luck? And Me A Democrat For Twenty Years.
There's Nothing In Politics, Jimmy."

His Son James Smiled Crookedly, With A Languid Tolerance
Bespeaking Amusement And Contempt. James Prided Himself Upon His
Forbearance, And It Was Rarely Indeed That He Betrayed More Than A
Hint Of The Superiority Which He Felt Toward His Parent.

"Politics Is All Right, Provided You're A Good Picker," He Said,
With All The Assurance Of Twenty-Two, "But You Fell Off The Wrong
Side Of The Fence, And You're Sore."

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