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A knight without armor In a savage land. perhaps a street name, or familiar monument. His fast gun for hire heeds the calling wind. Theme to this western went like this.....There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin Know the lyrics to the "Have Gun Will Travel" theme?Does anyone remember the words to the "Have Gun Will Travel" theme (show with Richard Boone in the late 50's)?LIke most music - It's probably how the Artists actually feel or how they observe society - Especially Trash Metal IMO. Surely, this could not be a coincidence? Forgive me for being a pedantic Brit, but we have ?shops? Charlie Hargreaves was slumped on a park bench, his hands in his pockets, watching his cotton pants dampen in the morning drizzle. He collapsed onto his side, his arms falling uselessly over, the momentum tossing his manila folder onto the grass. You alright? Charlie peered through the window, trying to identify his surroundings. "You are injured? His fast gun for hire heeds the calling wind. A knight without armor in a savage land. ?Well, please forgive the interruption, Sir, Madam.? She took one look at the young man crouched over the incapacitated gentleman and ran off the way she had come. The contents of the folder were certainly intriguing, and Charlie found his fingers were tightly gripping the pages as he read. Help!?
A quick, loud laugh burst from Charlie?s lips at the memory, and then he remembered the sleeping fellow by his side, and clamped one hand over his mouth to stifle the noise. Ya might be able--yep you can, you can see right there. The tree Charlie found shelter under was one of several dozen that borded a concrete path through the green acreage of the park.
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He had arrived on the early morning train from Oxford, and without anywhere immediate to stay, nor any clear plan of what he was to do, he had headed to the park to rest his feet. Charlie said with a mock, bashful look on his face (though he was secretly delighted with the compliment), ?
Seeing no-one, he swallowed hard, his tongue thick and dry in his mouth, and pushed himself forward. I?ll find myself a little teashop, have a good cuppa, and maybe a nice bit of bacon to start the day with. The file folder that Charlie thought he?d been carrying turned out to be a piece of gold-embroidered fabric wound round a wooden baton. Your browser will redirect to your requested content shortly.Looks like the site is more popular than we thought!
The most foreboding was a partial London map labeled ?Target Area A?. The old Hargreaves charm seemed to work on women of all ages, and he seldom missed an opportunity to sweet-talk older ladies.
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The dead body, German machine-guns, the stranger in the mist, the baton and the wound. With the mist closing in, the outside world seemed to disappear, and Charlie felt isolated and alone. ?There you are, Mister Hargreaves, sir. The folder contained a small stack of curious documents: several maps, some hand-drawn in hasty scrawl, some torn from the pages of notebooks and one printed quite professionally on a sheet of lightweight paper; some notebook pages in what may have been Latin or Greek... or something else entirely; and an unsigned note in English with the words ?Meet Noon St. Dunstan?s Rear.
"Signor! Was there a police box on Picadilly, across the park? A knight without armor in a savage land. A soldier of fotune is the man called Paladin. [])) I?m guessing you might be American, Ambassador? He kept one hand on the corner of the front cover, ready to close the folder immediately should Tobias, Muriel or anyone else venture too close. Charlie slid his back down the tree, until he was sitting on his haunches next to the fellow. Well, I believe we part here friend, lemme get your luggage." There are campfire legends that the plainsmen spin ?Do you seek a room, Monsieur? What are they excavating for? Charlie needed little assistance and he heaved himself into the back of the carriage and landed on its floor heavily.
His fast gun hired Heeds the calling wind A soldier of fortune Is a man called Paladin. Charlie looked around again, seeking some landmark that would identify his location ?