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IN DOWNING STREET The Prime Minister tapped the desk in front of him with nervous fingers. His face was worn and harassed. He took up his conversation with Mr. Carter at the point it had broken off. “
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IN DOWNING STREET The Prime Minister tapped the desk in front of him with nervous fingers. His face was worn and harassed. He took up his conversation with Mr. Carter at the point it had broken off. “
AND AFTER “That was a mighty good toast, Jane,” said Mr. Hersheimmer, as he and his cousin were being driven back in th…
A SUPPER PARTY AT THE SAVOY The supper party given by Mr. Julius Hersheimmer to a few friends on the evening of the 30t…
MR. BROWN Sir James’s words came like a bomb-shell. Both girls looked equally puzzled. The lawyer went across to his de…
JANE’S STORY Her arm through Jane’s, dragging her along, Tuppence reached the station. Her quick ears caught the sound …
JULIUS TAKES A HAND In his suite at Claridge’s, Kramenin reclined on a couch and dictated to his secretary in sibilant …
A RACE AGAINST TIME After ringing up Sir James, Tommy’s next procedure was to make a call at South Audley Mansions. He …
TOMMY MAKES A DISCOVERY For a moment or two they stood staring at each other stupidly, dazed with the shock. Somehow, i…
TOO LATE In the street they held an informal council of war. Sir James had drawn a watch from his pocket. “The boat tra…
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