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Автор: Francis Durbridge
Издательство: HarperCollins
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      FRANCIS DURBRIDGE

      Send for Paul Temple Again!

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      LONG 1948

      Copyright © Francis Durbridge 1948

      All rights reserved

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      Designs and Patents Act, 1988 to be identified as the author of this work

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      This novel is entirely a work of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in it are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.

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      Source ISBN: 978-0-00-812564-6

      Ebook Edition © June 2015 ISBN: 978-0-00-812565-3

      Version: 2015-06-04

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

       CHAPTER I: Death at the Brains Trust

       CHAPTER II: Paul Temple Takes Over

       CHAPTER III: Steve Finds a Treasure

      

       CHAPTER IV: Rex Strikes Again

      

       CHAPTER V: Concerning Doctor Kohima

      

       CHAPTER VI: Canterbury Tale

      

       CHAPTER VII: Cyanide Is no Tonic!

      

       CHAPTER VIII: Carl Lathom Is Perturbed

      

       CHAPTER IX: The Girl in Brown

      

       CHAPTER X: Ordeal for Mrs. Trevelyan

      

       CHAPTER XI: Doctor Kohima Intervenes

      

       CHAPTER XII: Enter Leo Brent

      

       CHAPTER XIII: Mr. Lathom Receives a Visitor

      

       CHAPTER XIV: No Picnic at Claywood Mill

      

       CHAPTER XV: Forbes to the Rescue

      

       CHAPTER XVI: Appointment With Rex

      

       About the Author

      

       Also in This Series

      

       About the Publisher

      

       Footnotes

       CHAPTER I

       Death at the Brains Trust

      ARTHUR MONTAGUE WEBB had occupied the position of ticket inspector for over fifteen years. It was a position of which he was more than a little conscious, as those unfortunate passengers who tried travelling ‘first’ on a third-class ticket had reason to aware. Even during the war years, when he fought his way endlessly down jammed corridors, his attitude seldom relaxed. Very occasionally, he might install a harmless old lady in a first-class compartment, with an apologetic and slightly anxious glance at the other occupants.

      Mr. Webb’s raucous, ‘Tickets, please!’ echoed down the corridors of the Manchester–Euston express one rough night in the late autumn. He paused to pull up a window in the corridor which was admitting a half-gale, then opened the door of a compartment which had a single occupant who was stretched full length along the seat. The occupant of the carriage was rather a dark young man of about twenty-seven, with unruly black hair and glistening white teeth, which he exposed in a pleasant smile. He seemed in no way upset at the inspector’s intrusion.

      ‘Sorry to wake you, sir,’ said Mr. Webb mechanically. It was his inevitable formula on night trains.

      ‘That’s all right,’ yawned the young man, fumbling in his pocket for his ticket. ‘Lordy, I was hard on!’

      Mr. Webb’s ears, attuned to dialects from every corner of the country, immediately registered the young man as being of Welsh origin.