Subject: chuckle excel

From: "Edwin Wise" <[email-masked]>
Date: Thu, 24 Aug 2006 22:59:03 +0300

Foranother thing, I have learned that you despise the Panars. Perhaps the less said about that the better, I said, attempting a slywink. I told you it wouldnt fly, hesaid; now come along!
You havent been away from Pankor for fifty years!
I could understand that theymight prove very effective for landing troops in an enemy city bynight.
I am going only for information, Gan Hor; I can get that betteralone.
I gathered that youwould be glad to get me before some other commander snapped me up. I have a hundred men with whom Iam constantly harassing them; we should be glad to ride with you.
I just came down today with a fresh contingent fromPankor.
Hin Abtol came back, and hedemanded the surrender of Gathol.
Youd better not let em know it, or theyll have you on board someold wreck, advised Em-tar.
If I could take anyone, Id take you, Kor-an, I assured him. I could have killed him atany time, and he could touch me nowhere.
What illluck could have brought him to the navy of Hin Abtol? It has been more than a minute, Kor-an, I said.
I was going to take him back to GanHor alive, but now Ill leave him here dead.
It lies directly south ofGreater Helium sir; about five hundred haads.
Rumors of the whereabouts of one or the other of youhave come from all parts of Barsoom.
Hes got a lot of old junk, and not many men capable of flying what hehas got. I know that you could havekilled me any time from the moment we crossed swords.
Phor San was stamping up and down, evidently in a terrible rage;he was also a little drunk.
The fellow saluted with mock elaborateness.