Leslie Charteris The Saint 07 The Saint Meets His Match

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.And it's no use putting strychnine in themilk, because I don't take milk.Just tell 'em to shovel the whole bag oftricks in the teapot."He walked calmly past her into the room, and sat down in the best chair.As anafterthought, he removed his hat.The girl followed him in."Is your posse outside again?""I wonder?" said the Saint."Why don't you go out and ask? You don't knowwhere you are just now, do you? One time I tell you I haven't a posse, and Ihaven't.Another time I tell you I have a posse and I haven't.Now suppose Itell you I haven't a posse you'll know I have, won't you?"Page 19ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlShe shrugged and took a cigarette from a silver box.Then she offered the boxto him."Have one?""Not with you, darling.""Did I hear you say 'No, thanks'?""Er no, I don't think so," said the Saint seriously."Did you?"With the smoke trickling through her lips the girl looked at him."Have you come on business this time?" she inquired."Or is this just anotherpart of the official persecution?""Partly on business, partly on pleasure," said Simon, unabashed."Which willyou have first?""The business, please.""It's a pleasure," said the Saint accommodatingly."I've come to do you a goodturn, Jill.""Is that so?""Yes, that is so.Oh, yeah? Yeah.Ses you? Ses me.In fact, yes.I want towarn you.A dark man is going to cross your path.Beware of him.His name isSlinky Dy-son."The name roused no more response than a flicker of her eyelids."What about him?""He is a police spy," said the Saint solemnly."I have been able to buy himover.In return for a cash reward he is going to try to join your gang andgive me all the information about you that he can get hold of.So, whateverhappens, don't be taken in by him."She read with glittering eyes the dancing devil of amusement behind hisexpressionlessness."Is this another of your funny stories?""It is." The Saint sighed."In fact, it's one of my best.Do you know, Jill,I'm afraid you're going to get in a devil of a muddle about me, aren't you?First the business of the posse, then this.Now, do you think I'm telling youthe truth in the hope that you will think I'm bluffing and fall into the trap,or do you think I'm inventing the yarn to keep you away from a man I don'twant you to have? I can't help thinking that some of these questions are goingto make life very difficult for you for the next few days."She tapped her cigarette delicately on the edge of an ashtray."Is that all you came to say?" she asked patiently."Not quite," said the Saint, in that tone of gentle mockery that would havebeen like sandpaper rasped across the nerves of anyone less self-possessed."Ijust wanted to ask one thing about your father."She faced him."Haven't I told you," she said dangerously, "to leave my father out of this?""I know," said the Saint."And I've told you that I shall bring anyone into itwhom I choose to bring in.So we know where we are.And now listen to this.I've been making some inquiries about your father, and I've come on a namewhich interests me.It may mean something to you.The name is Waldstein."She stared at him narrowly."Well?"The monosyllable dropped like a flake of hot metal."I thought you might be after him," said the Saint."Do you mind telling me ifI'm right?"Slowly she nodded."You're quite right Templar!"The Saint beamed."That's one of the most sensible things I've heard you say," he remarked."Infact, if you concentrated your attention on Waldstein you'd be doing yourselfand every-one else much more good than you're doing at present.If your fatherwas framed, Waldstein knows all about it.I'll tell you that.But what goodyou expect to do by simply making yourself a nuisance to the police force ingeneral is more than my logical mind can see."She pointed to the table."I suppose you've seen the papers?"Page 20ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"We have.All about the inefficiency of the police.Of course, everybodydoesn't know that I'm in charge of the situation.But does it give you thesatisfaction you want?""It gives me some satisfaction.""We are also amused," said Simon."The chiefs of the C.I.D.meet togethertwice a day to roar with laughter over it.And I think that's all fortoday.I'll see you again soon.If you like, I'll drop you a line to say whenI'm coming, so that you can arrange to be out.""Perhaps," she said silkily, "you will not be in a posi-tion to come again.Soyou might save the stamp.""That's all right," said the Saint easily."I shouldn't have stamped theletter."He stood up and picked up his hat, which he brushed carefully with his sleeve.She made no move to delay him.At the door he turned for his parting shot."Just for information," he said, "is there going to be any trouble about myleaving this time?""No," she said quietly."Not just now."He smiled."Something else arranged, I suppose [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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