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.K.''Who's Tigran Dus?''An old acquaintance of mine.He's a colonel in the Fourth Bureau.You know, the Russian M.I.He was in England a week ago, left the day before yesterday.I suspect he's masterminding Project Galitsin.Your Alexander was a protege of his when last we met.''So why didn't you arrest him? This man Dus, I mean.''My dear Nancy, we just don't do that sort of thing.Our business is to try to understand what the Ivans are about, and stick the odd spoke through their wheel.''You don't believe that bit about their looking for this fascist female?''That could very well be true.Galitsin does have some rather odd connection with Budapest.In which case I'm very inclined to let them get on with it.God knows, I'm no admirer of communism, but it's the characters who are still fighting the last war who're most likely to start the next one.They did both the others, you know.No, I'm more interested in their reasons for blowing the story to the press.''My brain's going round and round in circles.So what do you think about it?''Well partly, their objective must be to discover just where Galitsin is.They no doubt figured that an article like that would upset you, send you charging down to see him.Which is exactly what it has done.I wish I knew why you got upset.''Because he trusts me!' she shouted.'Silly boy.Because you're working on Dus's side right now, even if you don't know it.Take a look.'Nancy glanced in her driving mirror, frowned.'So what am I supposed to see?''The Austin Princess, three back, has been there an awfully long time.Ever since we left London.Oh, they may just be going down to the south coast for a day on the beach.People do, in January.'Nancy Connaught sucked her lower lip in between her teeth.'So what are you going to do about it?''Me?'"You are going to give Alex protection, aren't you?'."Now we've agreed to grant him asylum, that's the least we can do.''So he's a guest of the British Government You have a gun, I suppose?''What an irrational child you are.I handed my gun back when I left the army.Very gratefully.'Nancy took another bend, skidded round a corner, raced down another lane, anxiously watching the mirror.'Oh, damnation, you're right,' she muttered, as the big Austin appeared on the road behind them.'All What are we going to do?''Keep driving, for a while.Because here in England’ Shirley said with amused pomposity, 'there is a remedy for all these evils of twentieth-century society, which only we British still seem to make use of.''Oh, for God's sake, talk English.Or, at least, intelligible American.'‘I was merely suggesting that we do not stop until we sight a policeman, and as a matter of fact I have just done so.There's always one around, even in the wilds of Dorset, if you look long enough.'The Pontiac stopped with a squealing of brakes, spun half round, straightened again, and came to rest beside the road, close to the police constable, who had hastily got off his bicycle.'That is certainly the easy way to attract his attention’ Shirley murmured.The policeman laid his bicycle on the grass, came towards them, removing his notebook from his breast pocket."Driving a bit fast, weren't you, miss, for this time of year? It's a narrow road.''Well, you see.' Nancy gave Shirley a helpless glance.The Austin Princess slowed alongside them, and then drove past.'May I see your driving licence, miss?'·I haven't got one.I mean, I haven't got it with me.It's in London.''Ah! Well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make a note of your name and number, miss, and ask you to produce both your licence and your insurance certificate at the station in Bridport within the next week, if you don't mind.''She'll do that, Constable.' Shirley opened his wallet 'As a matter of fact, we'd like your assistance.'The policeman looked at the card, frowned, and pulled his ear.'Well, of course, sir, anything I can do to help the government.' He peered at Shirley.'Lost a spy, have you?' He asked with heavy humour.You couldn't possibly be more accurate,' Shirley said.'And that carload of Ivans who just passed us are becoming a nuisance.Would you care to take a drive with us? Just as far as Lyme Regis.''Well, sir, I don't know.There's my bike.''The only good thing about American cars is that they have room for bicycles.''Yes, sir.The trouble is, I'm on beat duty, you see.''We'll have you there and back in half an hour,' Nancy said.'It really is most terribly urgent.A man's life could be at stake.''Well, of course, miss, if it's to prevent a crime.' He placed his bicycle in the back, sat beside Shirley in the front.Nancy took her foot off the brake, and they skidded round the next corner.The Princess was stopped by the side of the road, and the driver was peering under the hood.'I know that man,' Nancy said.'The one in the back seat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.K.''Who's Tigran Dus?''An old acquaintance of mine.He's a colonel in the Fourth Bureau.You know, the Russian M.I.He was in England a week ago, left the day before yesterday.I suspect he's masterminding Project Galitsin.Your Alexander was a protege of his when last we met.''So why didn't you arrest him? This man Dus, I mean.''My dear Nancy, we just don't do that sort of thing.Our business is to try to understand what the Ivans are about, and stick the odd spoke through their wheel.''You don't believe that bit about their looking for this fascist female?''That could very well be true.Galitsin does have some rather odd connection with Budapest.In which case I'm very inclined to let them get on with it.God knows, I'm no admirer of communism, but it's the characters who are still fighting the last war who're most likely to start the next one.They did both the others, you know.No, I'm more interested in their reasons for blowing the story to the press.''My brain's going round and round in circles.So what do you think about it?''Well partly, their objective must be to discover just where Galitsin is.They no doubt figured that an article like that would upset you, send you charging down to see him.Which is exactly what it has done.I wish I knew why you got upset.''Because he trusts me!' she shouted.'Silly boy.Because you're working on Dus's side right now, even if you don't know it.Take a look.'Nancy glanced in her driving mirror, frowned.'So what am I supposed to see?''The Austin Princess, three back, has been there an awfully long time.Ever since we left London.Oh, they may just be going down to the south coast for a day on the beach.People do, in January.'Nancy Connaught sucked her lower lip in between her teeth.'So what are you going to do about it?''Me?'"You are going to give Alex protection, aren't you?'."Now we've agreed to grant him asylum, that's the least we can do.''So he's a guest of the British Government You have a gun, I suppose?''What an irrational child you are.I handed my gun back when I left the army.Very gratefully.'Nancy took another bend, skidded round a corner, raced down another lane, anxiously watching the mirror.'Oh, damnation, you're right,' she muttered, as the big Austin appeared on the road behind them.'All What are we going to do?''Keep driving, for a while.Because here in England’ Shirley said with amused pomposity, 'there is a remedy for all these evils of twentieth-century society, which only we British still seem to make use of.''Oh, for God's sake, talk English.Or, at least, intelligible American.'‘I was merely suggesting that we do not stop until we sight a policeman, and as a matter of fact I have just done so.There's always one around, even in the wilds of Dorset, if you look long enough.'The Pontiac stopped with a squealing of brakes, spun half round, straightened again, and came to rest beside the road, close to the police constable, who had hastily got off his bicycle.'That is certainly the easy way to attract his attention’ Shirley murmured.The policeman laid his bicycle on the grass, came towards them, removing his notebook from his breast pocket."Driving a bit fast, weren't you, miss, for this time of year? It's a narrow road.''Well, you see.' Nancy gave Shirley a helpless glance.The Austin Princess slowed alongside them, and then drove past.'May I see your driving licence, miss?'·I haven't got one.I mean, I haven't got it with me.It's in London.''Ah! Well, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make a note of your name and number, miss, and ask you to produce both your licence and your insurance certificate at the station in Bridport within the next week, if you don't mind.''She'll do that, Constable.' Shirley opened his wallet 'As a matter of fact, we'd like your assistance.'The policeman looked at the card, frowned, and pulled his ear.'Well, of course, sir, anything I can do to help the government.' He peered at Shirley.'Lost a spy, have you?' He asked with heavy humour.You couldn't possibly be more accurate,' Shirley said.'And that carload of Ivans who just passed us are becoming a nuisance.Would you care to take a drive with us? Just as far as Lyme Regis.''Well, sir, I don't know.There's my bike.''The only good thing about American cars is that they have room for bicycles.''Yes, sir.The trouble is, I'm on beat duty, you see.''We'll have you there and back in half an hour,' Nancy said.'It really is most terribly urgent.A man's life could be at stake.''Well, of course, miss, if it's to prevent a crime.' He placed his bicycle in the back, sat beside Shirley in the front.Nancy took her foot off the brake, and they skidded round the next corner.The Princess was stopped by the side of the road, and the driver was peering under the hood.'I know that man,' Nancy said.'The one in the back seat [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]