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Quandary Resolution 8264
great guns, endow, mutt, son, n.2

For Pete, the surprise was that he recognised. and even knew, so many of the guests: from the house next door on the left, actually two flats, one on the ground floor and the other the first, came Bill Hickok and Annie Oakley (lower) and Grigory Rasputin and Calamity Jane (upper) who were celebrating their joint Wedding Anniversaries, having been married in the Parish Church just a year ago – this was good news to Pete, for learning that both couples were also going on the Pilgrimage and knowing that Bill (even if he had dropped the Wild epithet) was great guns when it came to scaring away threats, especially since the Deadwood Incident of which he never spoke, and Greg, as the Russian liked to be referred, who was still endowed with those hypnotic eyes that could turn milk at thirty yards would be among his companions took away much of the trepidation he had been experiencing when he thought of leaving Talbot House and going on a relatively long-distance walk; then when Uncle Tom Cobley – bit of a mutt though he still was, forever chewing on the end of a corn stalk – turned up with the rest of the Theatre Company that Pete and he had been involved with in Milan, that mixture of Luvvies and Lesbians, the story of Pete's near death experience and narrow escape from the Bazooka-wielding would-be assassin, had them all gobsmacked and moon-faced Peter Lorre was reduced to humming a Mexican son he had picked up while filming in Acapulco, unable to top the account of Pete's struggles through muck and bullets right over the tops of the Eildons, crossing raging torrents, yawning chasms, expanses of clinging mud which turned out to be quicksands, encounters with deadly spiders and snakes and all the time hunted by a fiendish homicidal maniac and a pack of baying, bloodthirsty dogs, madly salivating at the prospect of sinking their fangs into their desperate quarry's throat! "yes," said Pete as his story concluded, "and I got in here just as Macfarlane and Doubleday came running into the alley in search of me - gave them the slip by the seat of my pants - I really thought I was done for! – but when I saw the dim Toc H Lamp and found Algie and Aggie here, I knew I was safe," and Leslie Howard added a few exclamation marks to the notes he had been making: it would make a great climax to the movie he was thinking of, with himself as the hunted man; but there would need to be a beautiful girl in the room and, fond of Aggie as he was, he knew that someone much younger would need to be cast in the part, perhaps as Algie's grand-daughter; yes, that would work.

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