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exciting meaning exciting. Atlanta's exciting. She's all the excitement I ever want. But neither of us is important, the way I mean important-if you can understand what I mean.'
'Yes, I understand. You've found something worth doing.'
'That's it. I've found something worth doing. And it's me that's going to do it; that's what's wonderful about it. Me. Mrs Carradine's little boy. I come over here with Atlanta, with no idea about anything but using that research gag as an alibi. I walk into the B.M. to get me some dope to keep Pop quiet, and I walk out with a mission. Doesn't that shake you!' He eyed Grant in a considering way. 'You're quite sure, Mr Grant, that you don't want to write this book yourself? After all, it's quite a thing to do.'
'I shall never write a book,' Grant said firmly. 'Not even My Twenty Tears at the Yard.'
'What! Not even your autobiography?'
'Not even my autobiography. It is my considered opinion that far too many books are written as it is.'
'But this is one that must be written,' Carradine said, looking slightly hurt.
'Of course it is. This one must be written. Tell me: there's something I forgot to ask you. How soon after that double pardon did Tyrrel get that appointment in France? How soon after his supposed service to Henry in July 1486 did he become Constable of the Castle of Guisnes?'
Carradine stopped looking hurt and looked as malicious as it was possible for his kind woolly-lamb face to look.
'I was wondering when you were going to ask that,' he said. 'I was going to throw it at you on my way out if you forgot to ask. The answer is: almost right a
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