“Benedick Scott was on his way to freedom or profound failure or, if the usual order of things held up, both. Two chests, strapped closed and marked for delivery to an apartment in Manhattan, sat at the end of his… — McKelle George Copy Share Image
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“Benedick Scott was on his way to freedom or profound failure or, if the usual order of things held up, both. Two chests, strapped… — McKelle George Copy Share Image
“He felt like climbing a mountain, not for any heroic reason but for something stupid, like picking her a flower; he felt subservient to… — McKelle George Copy Share Image
“I'm penniless, alas. If I win, I want a dance. If you win, I'll give you a kiss." "I don't suppose it occurred to… — McKelle George Copy Share Image
