The Saint in the Sun (Simon Templar 'The Saint', Book 36)
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Whether in Cannes, Saint-Tropez, Nassau, or Lucerne, the Saint always finds some action to interest him. In these seven stories, Simon faces competition in the jewel-thief business, encounters an unpleasant movie mogul, uncovers a Ponzi scheme that isn’t what it seems, deals with sabotage in the world of motor racing, finds a missing body, tangles with the Russians, and rescues an heiress.
be undergone at such first encounters. He learned that aside from any personal interest in a racing driver, she was one herself. “But not a very good one yet,” she said. “I need a lot more experience, and that is hard for a woman to get. It is a stupid prejudice. You don’t need to be a gorilla with great muscles to drive a modern car. All it takes is strong nerves, and a skilful touch, and good judgment. It is one of the few non-intellectual contests where a woman can start equal with a man.
sense. Although this one didn’t wake up until the prowler knocked over a couple of empty oil drums, or something like that.” “Which,” Simon pointed out, “makes the prowler either extremely clumsy, extraordinarily unlucky—or a pretty cool operator. How do you sleep, Godfrey?” “Me?” Quillen seemed slightly confused. “Like the proverbial top, pal. And spinning a bit, sometimes, especially after a night like last night. Man, those parties were rugged!” He held his head graphically, and then all
born connoisseur of catastrophes. “We had a robbery!” “What, not another?” Natalie exclaimed. “Yes, dear. Right in the harbor at Ajaccio. Lady Fisbee had given most of the crew a day off to go ashore—it’s quite ridiculous the way she pampers those people—and all of us had dinner at the Hotel so that they wouldn’t have to work. She’s obviously still frightened of servants and thinks that she has to make them happy instead of it being the other way ’round. So there were only two men on board, and
have to go to the lab with some presumed cause of death attached to it, so that the students could be warned about what was normal and what was abnormal?” “I don’t really know how they handle that here. But—” “Anyhow, all that matters now is to prevent the trail getting any more confused. The guy in charge in there positively identifies the body he showed us as the one he received from Lake Worth. I have a picture that contradicts him. It shouldn’t be any problem to decide who’s right, with
what was to happen if you got away from here.” “She said she’d arrange for a car to pick us up at Brunnen, and there would be a light plane waiting for a supposed invalid at the Zürich airport—which would have taken him at least as far as East Germany.” “They will be easy to pick up,” Kleinhaus sighed. “Take her away.” She spat at the Saint as the guards went to her, and would have clawed out his eyes if they had not held her efficiently. “I’m sorry, darling,” the Saint said to her. “I’m