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.The second: DISTRIBUTION OF HOMICIDAL OBSESSION IN AGE GROUPS 18 TO 25,WESTERN EUROPE AND NORTH AMERICA.It was not exactly the ideal moment to take up those psychological studies, sothe Saint folded the reports and stowed them in his pocket along with theletters.By taking them into custody he would at least have an opportunity tostudy, them before the police did, and if it seemed best that they bediscovered eventually in Dr Manders' house, that could be arranged,too-perhaps with another brief visit like tonight's.Satisfied that he had found as much as he could hope for without completelyransacking the house, Simon closed the cabinet, shut off his small light, andleft as he had come.By now he was expecting that Teal would have Manderssafely tucked away for the night; there was not a soul in the foggy streets,and he had every reason to think his expedition had gone completelyunobserved.So it was more than a small surprise to him when he opened his car door andsaw Jenny Turner huddled down in the corner of the passenger seat."Hullo,Simon."The Saint, with considerable restraint, continued his interrupted movement ofgetting in, but not without first assuring himself that no one else was hidingdown in the space behind the front seats."Either there's more than one of you or you sure get around a lot," he saidquietly."I followed you.Or I should say I thought you might come here, so I camemyself.I left my car around the corner when.I saw yours.""You're quite the little private eye." He started the engine and let in theclutch."The next corner on the right," Jenny said, pointing."I suppose," theSaint said as he drove slowly in the indicated direction, "my intentions werea bit obvious when I asked about Manders' address.But what made you comeafter me?"Jenny shrugged, slipping her arm through his."I wanted to be quite sure Iwouldn't be left out of whatever you're going to do next.It isn't every nighta girl has the chance to play a real death game with the Saint."Simon drove up behind the red MG and stopped again.They were far enoughbeyond the turning to be out of the ordinary purview of any police posse thatmight belatedly arrive at Manders' house."We're not playing any more," he told her firmly."This thing has stoppedbeing a game, and I think the sooner you get home and curl up with a goodtextbook the better off you'll be.But first can you tell me what happened toManders?""After that fat detective questioned me he sent us all away except Manders.Idrove off around the block and came back where I could watch.An ambulancearrived, and another car with men in plain clothes.One of them was lugging alot of gear."Page 34 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"The police photographer, no doubt.""Then one of the plain-clothes men came out with one of the bobbies and theywere holding Dr Manders between them, it looked as if he was handcuffed, andthey put him in the car and drove away.When I realized they must havearrested him I almost dropped my teeth, but I thought if you really did thinkhe did it you'd probably have come straight here.""And are you sure Inspector Teal didn't enlist you as his own personal littlespy?""I wish you wouldn't call me little," Jenny said indignantly."I'm not achild.I'm over twenty-one!""Well?""Of course he didn't.I told you."."Well," the Saint mused, "maybe I'll never know, but if dear old Claud didhand you some kind of a line and ask you to report back anything interesting Imight do, he's come up a bit on the evolutionary scale.Those bumbling bipedshe usually employs to follow me around could lose track of an egg in ateacup.""He really didn't."Simon touched her lips with one finger."Never mind.No point forcing you to betray any confidences or tell any fibs.All I want to be sure of is that you're not a deep-dyed member of the OtherSide.And I think I'm convinced of that.""Other side?" she repeated.He had leaned very near her-which did not take much leaning."Yes," he said, and then he kissed her, very lightly."Other side.There'salways an other side, and you and I are going to the Bahamas tomorrow to meetthem.What do you think of that?"She just stared at him, so he kissed her again."Now, off to bed with you.We're going to have a long trip ahead of ,us, andthere's a lot of packing to do [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.The second: DISTRIBUTION OF HOMICIDAL OBSESSION IN AGE GROUPS 18 TO 25,WESTERN EUROPE AND NORTH AMERICA.It was not exactly the ideal moment to take up those psychological studies, sothe Saint folded the reports and stowed them in his pocket along with theletters.By taking them into custody he would at least have an opportunity tostudy, them before the police did, and if it seemed best that they bediscovered eventually in Dr Manders' house, that could be arranged,too-perhaps with another brief visit like tonight's.Satisfied that he had found as much as he could hope for without completelyransacking the house, Simon closed the cabinet, shut off his small light, andleft as he had come.By now he was expecting that Teal would have Manderssafely tucked away for the night; there was not a soul in the foggy streets,and he had every reason to think his expedition had gone completelyunobserved.So it was more than a small surprise to him when he opened his car door andsaw Jenny Turner huddled down in the corner of the passenger seat."Hullo,Simon."The Saint, with considerable restraint, continued his interrupted movement ofgetting in, but not without first assuring himself that no one else was hidingdown in the space behind the front seats."Either there's more than one of you or you sure get around a lot," he saidquietly."I followed you.Or I should say I thought you might come here, so I camemyself.I left my car around the corner when.I saw yours.""You're quite the little private eye." He started the engine and let in theclutch."The next corner on the right," Jenny said, pointing."I suppose," theSaint said as he drove slowly in the indicated direction, "my intentions werea bit obvious when I asked about Manders' address.But what made you comeafter me?"Jenny shrugged, slipping her arm through his."I wanted to be quite sure Iwouldn't be left out of whatever you're going to do next.It isn't every nighta girl has the chance to play a real death game with the Saint."Simon drove up behind the red MG and stopped again.They were far enoughbeyond the turning to be out of the ordinary purview of any police posse thatmight belatedly arrive at Manders' house."We're not playing any more," he told her firmly."This thing has stoppedbeing a game, and I think the sooner you get home and curl up with a goodtextbook the better off you'll be.But first can you tell me what happened toManders?""After that fat detective questioned me he sent us all away except Manders.Idrove off around the block and came back where I could watch.An ambulancearrived, and another car with men in plain clothes.One of them was lugging alot of gear."Page 34 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.html"The police photographer, no doubt.""Then one of the plain-clothes men came out with one of the bobbies and theywere holding Dr Manders between them, it looked as if he was handcuffed, andthey put him in the car and drove away.When I realized they must havearrested him I almost dropped my teeth, but I thought if you really did thinkhe did it you'd probably have come straight here.""And are you sure Inspector Teal didn't enlist you as his own personal littlespy?""I wish you wouldn't call me little," Jenny said indignantly."I'm not achild.I'm over twenty-one!""Well?""Of course he didn't.I told you."."Well," the Saint mused, "maybe I'll never know, but if dear old Claud didhand you some kind of a line and ask you to report back anything interesting Imight do, he's come up a bit on the evolutionary scale.Those bumbling bipedshe usually employs to follow me around could lose track of an egg in ateacup.""He really didn't."Simon touched her lips with one finger."Never mind.No point forcing you to betray any confidences or tell any fibs.All I want to be sure of is that you're not a deep-dyed member of the OtherSide.And I think I'm convinced of that.""Other side?" she repeated.He had leaned very near her-which did not take much leaning."Yes," he said, and then he kissed her, very lightly."Other side.There'salways an other side, and you and I are going to the Bahamas tomorrow to meetthem.What do you think of that?"She just stared at him, so he kissed her again."Now, off to bed with you.We're going to have a long trip ahead of ,us, andthere's a lot of packing to do [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]