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The Littlest Client #30


"Rucksack?" he asked with a gravelly voice.

"Yes," I said.

"'Partment 33," he said as he went back to his mopping. "But, mista, I'd be careful wid dat one if ize you."

"Why is that?" I asked.

"He ain't none too friendly," he said, still mopping.

I nodded and said, "Thanks for the warning, mister."

In absence of an elevator I took the stairs to the third floor. I went down the hall, found Apartment 33 and knocked.

"Who tha hell is it?" a slurred voice yelled from behind the door.

"Telegram," I said in a loud but cheerful voice...

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