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Things had happened while he ay A Vickers Viscount of Interstate Airways had crashed immediately after take - off at the Mexico City air - port the previous ers and crew had all been killed The Mexican authorities had been quick to place the bla of their aircraft Abel picked up the phone and asked the girl for the overseas operator

Saturday, he’s probably back in Chicago, thought Abel He thuh his little phone book to find the home number

’There’ll be a delay ~of about thirty lish voice

’Thank you,’ said Abel, and he lay down on the bed with the phone by his side, thinking It rang twenty minutes later

’Your overseas call is on the line, sir,’ said the same precise voice

’Abel, is that you? Where are you?’

’Sure is, Henry I’m in London’

’Are you through?’ said the girl, as back on the line

’I haven’t even started,’ said Abel

’I’ to America?’

’Oh yes, sure Thank you Jesus, Henry, they speak a different language over here’

Henry Osborne laughed

’Now listen Did you read that item in the press about an Interstate Airways’ Vickers Viscount crashing at the Mexico City airport?’