Book1:TeDream-Maker

cret．Sowhydon’tyoualljustdrinkandenjoyyourselves?"

    "Whohasthehearttodrinkinsuchcircumstances?"Everyonewassilentandhungtheirheadsiion,notknowingwhattodo．Mr.Fingerfeltsorryforthemandsaid，

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    "Allright．A11right．Forthesakeofthesetwobeauties，I’lltellyouatrickthatjustmightpossiblywork．Butnosurebetsofcourse.”Thesewordsraisedthehopeoflifeinthemagainandtheycriedently，

    "Whattrick?"

    "Whatdoyoumean?"

    "Tell!"ButMr．Fingerwouldnotbehurried．Hedeliberatelysippedmorewine,andwhehehadhadenough,said，

    "Punchthegroundfloorbuttonoftheelevatorareatbeforethedoorcloses．Theywouldnaturallyassumethatyouhadallgonedowntothevault．Therewillonlybeaninterimofamiwo．RushuptothendingontheroofaoM