Paul Temple and the Madison Case. Francis Durbridge
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Название: Paul Temple and the Madison Case
Автор: Francis Durbridge
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Зарубежные детективы
isbn: 9780008157869
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FRANCIS DURBRIDGE
Paul Temple and the Madison Case
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First published in Great Britain by
Hodder & Stoughton 1988
Copyright © Francis Durbridge 1988
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Source ISBN: 9780008125783
Ebook Edition © June 2015 ISBN: 9780008157869
Version: 2015-10-26
Contents
CHAPTER I: My Name Is Portland, Sam Portland
CHAPTER IV: Hubert Greene Entertains
CHAPTER VI: Just a Red Herring
CHAPTER VIII: Introducing Madison
My Name is Portland, Sam Portland
‘I think I’ll go up on deck for a few minutes, Paul. I’d like to take a last look at the New York skyline.’
‘Isn’t it a bit late, Steve? You said you wanted to change your dress before going down to dinner.’
‘Yes, I know, but it will clear my head a bit.’
‘You’re not feeling off colour already, are you? It’s only ten minutes since we sailed.’
‘No, darling, I’m fine. It’s just that I feel a little sea air will do me good.’
‘Well, take a wrap or something. And for heaven’s sake don’t get lost. Do you know the number of this cabin?’
‘I know we’re on the Signal Deck and isn’t it eight hundred and something?’
‘We’re on the Sports Deck and it’s number 8020.’
Mr and Mrs Paul Temple were on their way back from a stay in New York. They had flown out by Concorde and were returning in more leisurely fashion on the newly refurbished Princess Diana. Temple had been attending the International Conference of Anti-Crime Agencies. As an eminent criminologist as well as an author of world renown, he had been invited to deliver the key-note address. His New York publishers had timed the publication of his new book to coincide with the conference and had offered to pay both his and Steve’s expenses. After a week of lectures and seminars, interspersed with book signings and television interviews, he was looking forward to five days crossing the Atlantic at 29 knots instead of the Mach 2 of Concorde.
Steve had not been telling the complete truth when she said she was feeling fine. She was a bad sailor and whenever she boarded a ship and knew that she had left terra firma she began to feel queasy. Even on this huge liner, the length of three football pitches, she had a sense of being somehow trapped and enclosed.
As always, coming out on deck made things better. She was glad that she СКАЧАТЬ