LEOPOLD AND
LOEB SETTLE UP
Killing each other was not better than this -
any perfect crime as useless this one. Knifepoint
and spearhead, all the same. What'd we do, Leo,
what'd we do? Ocular rotation brings me to
a daze - so don't roll your eyes at me.
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The mice are stretching these walls thin - I
hear them in the middle of the night, scurrying
their stuff around : what do mice do then that I
should have to kill them? I want not to, but am
having little choice; if they only knew.
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