Alias the Saint (The Saint Series)
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In these three classic tales, the Saint takes an office job with a twist, tackles the ultimate locked-room mystery, and stumbles across a remote Welsh inn where a series of strange things are happening.
and the conversation was not particularly inspiring. It was not until the end of the meal that he chose to liven things up. Then he pushed away his plate, lighted a cigarette, and blew out a long stream of smoke. “Boys,” he said, “we have fortified ourselves with an excellent lunch. Our friend Connell has demonstrated a hidden talent for chefery which has been a delightful surprise, and the brandy is on the sideboard in case any of you want bracing up another notch. Help yourselves if you think
came through on the phone this morning to say he had fixed up the sale of his cargo to Kellory, and that Kellory’s representative would come to his office at five o’clock to pay for it. I guessed that representative would be Jack Farnberg, and so I was waiting outside.” “Sure. But when you’d got the skunks down and out—” “Why didn’t I collect and deliver them to Scotland Yard? Well, for one thing I wanted Jack Farnberg for myself; and for another, I’ve got to let Jack run around until his
head that the Missolonghi, registered at Sourabaya and flying Dutch colours, might not be travelling straight back to Java with so much throat oil on board. He might even, in his nastiness, have cabled across the Atlantic and advised the U.S. revenue cutters to sit up and take notice—and that would not have fitted in with Kellory’s plans at all. Simon Templar spent an idle day, and he was yawning over a book when two telegrams were delivered by the same messenger. The first was from Patricia
Time was, you could tell the Hero just by looking at him. He was nice looking, perfectly dressed, and goodness glowed from within like a bright white light. You knew that, within the space of fifty minutes (one episode, less commercials), the Hero would a) save the world or at least the small part of it he was standing in; b) get The Girl (yes, there was always a Girl, and in a time when calling her The Girl would not get you demonized, lynched, or worse); c) catch the Bad Guy and turn him
but he commented that “in that distinction it was topped by wrestling, which only suggested to me that the competition may not have been so hot; but producers are generally cast in a less modest mould.” He resented the implication that the TV series had finally made a success of the Saint after twenty-five years of literary obscurity. As long as the series lasted, Charteris was not shy about voicing his criticisms both in public and in a constant stream of memos to the producers. “Regular