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Warbucks

I'm afraid I can't reach that far.

Quite a roaring fire, that.

I'd rather not.

Mastery of the culinary arts occasionally eludes me.

Perhaps if I'm a bit closer...

I need some sort of reference.

Seems a bit preoccupied just now.

A bit too late for gifts, I'm afraid.

Perhaps when they're awake.

Someone else has laid claim to it, I'm afraid.

It's rather busy at the moment.

It's in tip-top shape already.

Harrumph. I'm not doing that.

Rather difficult to do that right now!

I'd likely have better luck when it's more lethargic.

Not possible, I'm afraid.

I'm afraid there's nothing left.

I haven't the funds for that. How embarrassing.

It appears it's not for sale.

No more room, I'm afraid.

It's not the proper place for that.

Harrumph! Probably not worth knowing.

Haw! I learned that when I was but a school boy.

I say, let me in!

Seems I need to unlock it somehow.

Rather devoid of things to wrap at the moment.

I'll not scribble a word on that!

It seems I'm not able.

Well that sorted itself out, didn't it.

Flying beasts! I've no quarrel with you!

I say! This is not local real estate.

Deed of Home Ownership

I say, it's quite dark under this canopy.

An amusement of some sort.

Sure to make the annals of The Polymathic Society!

You have bested me, sir!

The bees are stirring.

Gadzooks! I'm taking on water!

Well this is a predicament...

The end is nigh!

Egad! It's a boomerang.

I say! It's a tad singed.

Should be easy enough to repair.

Hummph? What's that?

Huzzah! Show yourself!

A tad chilly out, don't you think?

A bit of shoddy workmanship there.

The quarry has escaped!

Bah! What could I be missing...?

It's quite sodden.

I say! That fellow looks irate!