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I. Question 1
II. Question 2
III. Question 3
IV. Question 4
V. Where did the text from Questions 2, 3, & 4 come from?
VI. What do I do when I'm done entering questions?

I. Question 1
Answer 1
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II. Question 2
Fear is a relative term and so I can only measure my feelings at that time by what I had experienced in previous positions of danger and by those that I have passed through since; but I can say without shame that if the sensations I endured during the next few minutes were fear, then may God help the coward, for cowardice is of a surety its own punishment.
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III. Question 3
     Twisting frantically in the narrow space, the girl from Noonan's worked her arms aloft. When they were level with the heavy Russian braid atop her head, supple fingers went to work.
     They found what they were seeking quickly, settled down to the swift business of unplaiting the false black hair.
     "Here's where that Culver gal's last chance to stay uncooked takes the spotlight for fair!" she whispered grimly.
     In her eager fingers now was a little green pellet. It was one of Gracie's many crime-solving gadgets. A single wisp of string, protruding from it, unwound slowly out of the loosened braid. Gracie pressed the green "pill" into the keyhole of the closet door. A match, from a pocket of her smock, was lighted and the flame applied to the dangling string.
     "Well, redhead: Hit the baby!"
     The muffled boom, like a single drum beat, jerked Jake from the pile of rags he was gathering from a far corner of the kitchen.
     Spinning, he was in time to see the narrow door of the broom closet splinter open as if a mule had kicked it from inside. And right behind the door came a small, leaping figure made up of shredded clothing and a powder-blackened face.
Jake let out one yell. Then he dove. And the dive was in the direction of a corner cabinet, where two guns-a businesslike army pistol and a midget automatic-lay cuddled together like sleeping lovers.
     That instinctive move was just what the girl from Noonan's was figuring on; just what her keen, brown eyes had been watching for. It located the weapons for her.
     Swerving, she bore down on the cabinet.
     Still dazed, Jake swung to attack her, He balanced hastily; and, as she flung herself abreast, leaped with a sprawling forward lunge. His fists flayed murderously.
     Spinning like a leaf on a whirlpool, Grace slid past the driving knuckles so close that they contacted her swaying braid. Back slammed to the corner cabinet, she thrust a lightning-swift arm behind her.
     Twisting, Jake lunged again. His eyes glittered wickedly. He left his feet in a direct dive, thrusting forward with all his weight and with telling speed. The space between him and the cornered girl closed like--
     Cra-ack!
     Scant inches from his prey, Jake jerked back as if a rope had caught him. A tiny black hole appeared between his eyes. Surprise, then terror, flickered over his pasty face.
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IV. Question 4
JIM TARR PICKED up the cigar I rolled across his desk, looked at the band, bit off an end, and reached for a match.

"Three for a buck," he said. "You must want me to break a couple of laws for you this time."

I had been doing business with this fat sheriff of Sacramento County for four or five years—ever since I came to the Continental Detective Agency's San Francisco office—and I had never known him to miss an opening for a sour crack; but it didn't mean anything.

"Wrong both times," I told him. "I get them for two bits each, and I'm here to do you a favor instead of asking for one. The company that insured Thornburgh's house thinks somebody touched it off."

"That's right enough, according to the fire department. They tell me the lower part of the house was soaked with gasoline, but the Lord knows how they could tell—there wasn't a stick left standing. I've got McClump working on it, but he hasn't found anything to get excited about yet."

"What's the layout? All I know is that there was a fire."

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V. Where did the text from Questions 2, 3, & 4 come from?
Question 2 - excerpt from "A Princess of Mars" by Edgar Rice Burroughs.  Text is in the public domain.

Question 3 - excerpt from "Hit the Baby" by Roswell Brown.  Text is in the public domain

Question 4 - excerpt from "Arson Plus" by Dashiell Hammett. Text is in the public domain.
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