The Complete Gees by Jack Mann

Author:Jack Mann [Mann, Jack]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-12-20T05:00:00+00:00

When, in accordance with what appeared to be an unvarying routine, Kleinert settled for his afternoon sleep by the fire, and Gees threw a cigarette end among the flames and stood up, Kleinert cast a somnolent glance at the drizzle of rain visible through the window.

“You will exercise the car, and not yourself?” he inquired.

“I think myself,” Gees dissented. “It’s not as wet as it might be, and a good, stiff walk appears to be indicated. About an hour of it.”

“That is good. You will be back before it begin to get dark, so.”

Getting into his rainproof before setting out, Gees felt he would like to offer odds on the exact remark his host would make under given conditions. The one he had just heard, and that other about living simply and there being enough, turned up with unvarying precision, and, as in the case of the whiskered joke, he had got past resenting either of them, and now simply ignored them. He set off briskly—it was then near on three o’clock—and turned toward Snoddlesdon.

There was a full afternoon ahead of him. As a beginning, he entered the post office and, totally ignoring Sarah Arum and the rather shrunken but still extremely potent cheese on the counter, entered the telephone box. Sarah’s hostility to one who trafficked with Kleinert was so strong that she did not even attempt to eavesdrop, but kept away from the post office section, and at the other end of the counter.

“Yes, Gees also here, Miss Brandon,” he told his secretary after hearing her voice. “A couple of commissions for you. Take ’em down.”

“All ready, Mr. Green,” she answered.

“First then, look in the telephone book and see if the Hamworthy Engineering Company, of Poole, Dorset, have a London office. If not, go to Poole. Get me any particulars you can of the sale of an electric lighting set bearing their name plate on the engine and the number of the engine, 39777. Repeat back that number, please, and the name of the firm. Hamworthy Engineering Company, Poole, Dorset.”

She complied, and he nodded as if she could see him.

“Got it. As additional check, the dynamo belonging to the set is by Crompton-Parkinson, hyphen between the two names. Got that?”

“Dynamo by Crompton-Parkinson,” she repeated.

“Good! Now, Miss Brandon, if that set were sold to anyone other than Kleinert or Lisle—Robert Lisle—find the buyer, and get all particulars of when and to whom he sold it. In fact, trace it to Snoddlesdon, and most particularly find out who paid for it to come here. And that will be all about that. Is it all clear?”

“You want to know who bought the electric lighting set to have it installed in Snoddlesdon, either new or secondhand.”

“That’s exactly my trouble. Get the information and have it waiting for me—I expect to be seeing you in a day or two. Now the other job. Get, by any means you can, the address of the head office of Harten-Blomberg, Incorporated, of America—the people with whom Kleinert is trying to trade.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.