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FRANCIS DURBRIDGE
Paul Temple Intervenes
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LONG 1944
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Source ISBN: 978-0-00-812562-2
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Contents
CHAPTER III: Crisis at Scotland Yard
CHAPTER IV: The Girl Who Knew Too Much
CHAPTER V: No Beer for Sammy Wren
CHAPTER VI: Roger Storey Explains
CHAPTER VII: Death Stalks Forard Glen
CHAPTER VIII: Sir Felix Entertains
CHAPTER X: The Marquis Sends a Warning
CHAPTER XII: Accidental Death?
CHAPTER XIII: Paul Temple Keeps an Appointment
CHAPTER XVI: Superintendent Bradley Goes to The Pictures
CHAPTER XVII: Concerning Inspector Ross
CHAPTER XVIII: The October Hotel
CHAPTER XIX: Introducing The Marquis!
PAUL TEMPLE never failed to extract the utmost enjoyment from a trip to America; the inconceivable vastness of the continent with its astonishing gamut of civilisations appealed to his sensitive imagination. He was forever planning a novel of some considerable length dealing with the adventures of an Englishman in search of the hidden powers behind American life. So far, it was just an idea, just recognisable in the half-dozen random jottings in the notebook he invariably carried. And at the moment there did not seem to be much possibility of its materialisation into any substantial form. For Paul Temple was very busy indeed on his present trip to the United States.
It had started with an abrupt summons from Colonel Randall at the Ministry of Information. The Colonel had informed Temple that a few selected lecturers were being sent to the States in an effort to render that nation rather more ‘Britain conscious.’ It was essential that these lecturers should be known to the American public, and the M.O.I. had apparently been to some trouble to discover that the sale of Paul Temple’s novels in the States had long since passed