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From: | August Mclean |
Subject: | downhill piously |
Date: | Sun, 27 Aug 2006 12:04:27 +0200 |
Will be in even worse presently, he replied.
ThroughKhyber Pass and across Afghanistan and eastern Persia to the neighborhoodof
Teheran. He announces he, too, is on way to San Francisco.
Kirk visit telephone booth and request Miss
Morrowto speed to bungalow with all haste. At the end of another half-hour, Flannery
was fuming.
By heaven, if thats true, thenour man hunt is
over.
Im sick of you and your
confoundedmystery.
If it has big success, then my work here
isfinished. Itwas this man Durand who killed Sir Frederic.
An eight months journey, I believe, the Captain
persisted.
There has beenone mention of Hilary
Galt.
Then I may suddenly act like pompous stager of
shows myself, Chansuggested. Flannery, Duff and Miss Morrow were in the Captains
office when Chan andBarry Kirk walked in.
It was gray as fog as he stoodthere confronted by
the triumphant little Chinese.
He arrives in Chicago Saturdaymorning at
nine.
By George, the very thought of it makes me feel
young and giddy.
Do you remember what trip it was during which the
Colonelshot this man?
They take, thatsame night, train bound for coast.
Something tells me it would be a real calamity if we lost you just
atpresent.
All boy scouts, Manley went on, are American
citizens, and they standfor law and order.
Still Durand did not so much as raise his eyes.
Your cousin, Li Gung, Flannery began, has been a servant of ColonelBeethams for a
long time. Iplant in his mind a suspicion of Beetham. Major Eric Durand stood before
the counter. The essential clue, which fell from hisdying hand to lie at his side on
the dusty floor. The slippers were valuable, but not essential.
No onehas ever made that suggestion, he replied,
almost inaudibly.
I would have you suggest to this Lee that he showme
about club-house, roof to cellar. I didnt see him go, but they told me he had gone.
Miss Morrow rose, and placed a chair for the other woman. He sighed with relief and
took out hispipe. A very good reason, which time will ascertain. I call it
runningaway with another mans wife.
No onehas ever made that suggestion, he replied,
almost inaudibly.
All the same, Im here to tell you that is exactly
what happened.
Youre not under arrest, returned Flannery. There
the mattermay be threshed out like winter wheat. Profound contrition shone in
Charlies eyes. Never going to forget, replied Willie, his little black eyes
shining.
Im sick of you and your confoundedmystery.
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