50th: Otto Boutin’s Night Watch — Speak and Squeak Softly
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He didn’t hurt the bird. He only put a dent in the cage. But quite a few yellow feathers were flying around when the Lady Boss came running across the shop.
“Poor Birdie Boy!” she was shrieking. “Are you hurt? By that horrible brute?”
Marvin washed up slowly, taking a farewell sniff of apple pie.
And he walked out into the street, sadly reflecting that even the noblest aspirations of man can be loused up by a little canary. PI
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- Otto Boutin
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