The Mamur Zapt and the Donkey-Vous. Michael Pearce

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      First published in Great Britain by HarperCollinsPublishers 1990

      Copyright © Michael Pearce 1990

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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: 9780008259389

      Ebook Edition © JUNE 2017 ISBN: 9780008257231

      Version: 2017-08-30

      Contents

       Cover

       Title Page

       Copyright

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

       Chapter 4

       Chapter 5

       Chapter 6

       Chapter 7

       Chapter 8

       Chapter 9

       Chapter 10

       Chapter 11

       Chapter 12

       Chapter 13

       Keep Reading

       About the Author

       Also By

       About the Publisher

CHAPTER 1

      Owen arrived at the hotel shortly afterwards.

      McPhee came down the steps of the terrace to meet him.

      ‘Thank goodness you’re here!’ he said.

      A cobra stretched lazily in the dirt at the foot of the steps stirred slightly. McPhee paused in his descent for a second and in that second its charmer thrust out a bowl at him. McPhee, flustered, dropped in a few milliemes.

      ‘For heaven’s sake!’ protested Owen. ‘You’ll have them all on to us!’

      The crowd surged over them. Hands reached out at McPhee from all sides. Owen found his own hand taken in soft, confiding fingers and looked down to see who his new friend was. It was a large, dog-faced baboon with grey chinchilla-like fur.

      ‘Imshi! Imshi! Get off!’ shouted McPhee, recovering. One of his constables came down from the terrace and beat back the crowd with his baton. In the yard or two of space so gained a street acrobat in red tights suddenly turned a cartwheel. He cannoned heavily, however, into the snake-charmer and ricocheted off into a row of donkeys tethered to the railings, where he was chased off by indignant donkey-boys. Taking advantage of the confusion, Owen joined McPhee on the steps.

      ‘What’s it all about?’

      ‘You got my message?’

      ‘You’d better tell me.’

      McPhee had sent a bearer. The man had run all the way and arrived in such a state of incoherence that all Owen had been able to get out of him was that the Bimbashi was at Shepheard’s and needed Owen urgently.

      ‘A kidnapping,’ said McPhee.

      ‘Here?’ Owen was surprised. Kidnapping was not uncommon in Cairo but it did not usually involve foreigners. ‘Someone from the hotel?’

      ‘A Frenchman.’

      ‘Are you sure it was a kidnapping?’ said Owen doubtfully. ‘They don’t usually take tourists. Has there been a note?’

      ‘Not yet,’ McPhee admitted.

      ‘It could be something else, then.’

      ‘That’s what I thought,’ said McPhee, ‘at first.’

      ‘If it’s just that he’s gone missing,’ СКАЧАТЬ