A Drop of the Hard Stuff

“Because,” he said, “there ought to be a place for a couple of old dinosaurs.” And he picked up his glass. There was nothing in it but water, but all the same he held it aloft and gazed through it at the light.

Table of Contents

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Welcome

Dedication

Epigraph

Late One Night…

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