One Hears

Of Blue-black Marias. Of roads up—through traffic. Of a fire on Matlock's fire-engine. Of the possibilities of too many white lines. That a "Spanish main attack" is not a sea......

Here's One— Limb Of The Law : "i Want Your Name And...

Sweet Young Thing : "Why, constable, you can't summons me. This isn't my car and I haven't a driver's licence." Edit. Note : What are you to do with a girl like that?......