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《《Array》》Storyline
The pictures of Mulwray with his alleged girlfriend precipitate a scandal - they hit theLos Angeles Post-Recordtabloids.Hannay: Are the 39 Steps in Scotland by any chance?Annabella: Perhaps I'll tell you tomorrow.Day Two: (Saturday)The next scene is prefaced by a mood-setting long-shot of Hannay's open window, where white curtains flap and flutter around its frame in the night breeze.A hundred miles of water like it was coming out of a fire hose.And after that, why, the rivers even got a different name.It's called the Bora.That goes to show ya.They didn't even know it was the same river until this fella Spengler got...Rose: He got down it, I remember.Charlie: Well, yes, Miss, in a dugout canoe.He had a half a dozen Swahili paddlers.Map makin' he was.That was his map you was looking at.Rose: Mr.Allnut?...What did you say is in these boxes with the red lines on them?Charlie: Well them? That's blastin' gelatine, Miss.He sat at her bedside and kissed her lips, causing his own mouth and lips to instantly decay and rot, as Rick and Jonathan burst through the door with a white hissing cat in Rick's arms.This promised to go the limit.I wondered what a handwriting expert would make of that childish scrawl of hers...She sat coiled up like a watch spring, her cigarette clamped in a curious holder.I could sense her eyes on me from behind those dark glasses, defying me not to like what I read, or maybe begging me in her own proud way to like it.