Alias The Saint by Leslie Charteris

Author:Leslie Charteris [Charteris, Leslie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781258195564
Publisher: Literary Licensing, LLC
Published: 2011-10-15T00:00:00+00:00

The destroyer returned some hours later from the task of rounding up and capturing the cooperating vessel that was Crantor's charge; and it was Duncarry who escorted the girl on board and supervised the transshipment of Gregory Marring and the two expert safe smashers who were discovered among the passengers. The Saint himself seemed to have lost interest, and his interview with Professor Raxel was very brief. ''

"I have just learned your real name, Mr.—er— Smith," Raxel said, "If I had known it earlier, I should not have made the mistake of underestimating your dangerousness. You should have been killed the first night you arrived at the inn."

"You should have been strangled at birth," said the Saint unpleasantly.

It was evening when Duncarry found him hanging over the rail and gazing at the approaching coasts of England with the same moody countenance.

"What's wrong?" asked the American, and Simon turned and chucked his cigarette end over the side.

"We've crashed Dun," said the Saint, as if he were announcing the end of the world.

Duncarry frowned.

"What are you getting at, Saint?"

"Isn't it obvious? Here we've spent weeks of sleuthing and spadework, and seen our share of the rough stuff as well, and we're never going to see a cent out of it. Have you forgotten that I'm a business organization?"

Duncarry shrugged.

"If the authorities see it the way I do, they'll say we've paid an instalment of your national debt all by ourselves. Isn't that enough for you?"

Simon Templar lighted another cigarette and resumed his disparaging inspection of the horizon.

"I cannot live by paying national debts," he said. "We shall have to find some other bunch of tough babies, and soak 'em good and proper to make up for this. I was trying to think of some sheep who are ripe for the slaughter. There's a couple of muttons in Vienna I was thinking of shearing one time."

"Maybe I'll be taking a holiday," said Duncarry.

He had taken a place at the rail beside the Saint, and Simon looked at him suddenly.

"Why?" demanded the Saint. "Wouldn't you like a trip to Vienna?"

"I'd love one—for my honeymoon," answered the American dreamily; and the Saint groaned.

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