* * * madame rossini clasped me to her ample bosom when i arrived . '' my leetle swan-necked beauty , ' ere you are at last . i ' ave missed you . '' '' i 've missed you , too , '' i said , and i meant it . the mere presence of madame rossini , with her overflowing kindness and her wonderful french accent -lrb- leetle swan-necked
beauty

said harris , looking around , fearful that someone might have heard , ' my name 's not harris , it 's ponsonby , clive ponsomby . ' ' sorry , was that ponsonby , or ponsomby ? ' asked drade . ' not sure , ' said harris , ' which sounds best . i 'm pretending to be an englishman , you see . ' ' you are an englishman -- well , more or less , ' said
drade

pruett looked up front in time to see the remaining two gunmen running with a handcuffed ty mcintyre between them , exiting out the judge 's private hallway , where there was a rarely used exit to the rear of the courthouse . '' need an ambulance and all officers to respond at the county courthouse , '' the sheriff said into his shoulder mic . '' shots fired , two perps down . maybe more civilians . two suspects have ty mcintyre and are leaving out the back of the
courthouse