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in the shade of own tree," Remo in Korean. "Aaaaaa-choooao!" The sound came
like explosion from behind them. Remo turned to Joey Webb standing in bare
feet, legs uncovered, in the doorway the lodge. Remo could see the tiny
flecks already starting to form on toes and the rising on her thighs. For
moment, he wondered if it be possible to find pleasure 
but the image of the girl's guardian dour, sour-looking Harold W. Smith,
standing the girl in his mind like an chastity belt, and the spell her cold,
smooth skin melted away. "You'll catch if you keep standing there Remo said.
"Go back heard you talking to that man," Joey weren't speaking English."
"You're very Remo said. Chiun was on his feet moving past the young into the
lodge. She said to Remo, language was that-" "Chinese," Remo said. "Korean,"
Chiun said inside the lodge. "Chinese is barbaric 
fit only for politicians and pig traders. has no beauty, no style. No has
ever been able to anything worthwhile in it. They thirteen-syllable poems.
This is because thirteen syllables the absolute most anyone can stand
throwing up." The three of them were now the main room of the lodge. Remo
the door. Joey seemed suddenly aware the amount of flesh was showing,
because she sat down in chair and pulled her shirt forward, like tent, to
cover legs. She looked Chiun to Remo, then again. "You speak Korean-" she
asked Remo. Remo 
not answer. Chiun said, "No. speak Remo grunts replies, wrong." "Let's get
some Remo said. "Not until tell me just who you are," Joey "You owe it to
me." "Sure. owe to you." Remo turned toward who was warming hands in front
of the began to unroll his sleeping mat and spread in front of the
fireplace. was walking toward his bedroom door. He the outside door swing
open, then shut. Dear god, what now- 
turned to confront six-foot-six of wet, and angry-to-the-marrow lumberjack
standing inside the room. "You," Pierre LaRue pointing thick, index finger
at Remo. "You." "That's right," Remo "I'm me." Chiun continued unrolling his
mat smoothing it out. was in his way. Chiun him aside. "Excuse me, please,"
he said. need my sleep." LaRue looked down understand. you," Chiun said.
LaRue started to changed his mind, me something, old man. "The burden bear
in life." "What is said. He had finished smoothing 
head. "What emperor-" "Emperor "What is he emperor of-" "The United States,
emperor of-" Chiun demanded. LaRue stood up asked. "This man," he said,
pointing to Remo, those two dead people, tragic accident. They keeping an
eye Remo, with LaRue trusts you not for-" Joey demanded. "To start okay.
start the heaters now." Joey stood on cheek. He blushed


