FRANCIS HARFORD

With a quick, flowing movement, Kurtiz stowed the money as elegantly as a pickpocket.

“Ah, Kurtiz?”

“Yes Tracy?”

“Don’t you think you’d better…um…put that back?”

“The money?”

“No, the hippopotamus you just put in your pocket.  Of course I’m talking about the money, Kurtiz!”

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