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Roald Dahl
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Roald Dahl: The landlady
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BILLY WEAVER had travelled down from London on the slow afternoon train, with a change at Swindon on the way, and by the time he got to...
Roald Dahl: Lamb to the Slaughter
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The room was warm and clean, the curtains drawn, the two table lamps alight-hers and the one by the empty chair opposite. On the sideb...
Roald Dahl: Man From the South
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It was getting on toward six o’clock so I thought I’d buy myself a beer and go out and sit in a deck chair by the swimming pool and hav...
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