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Gly elass of the Canadian Club in ts He re a bucket of ale

Gly expelled a long sigh "Makes ain”

"By ," said Shaw conversationally, "your decoe was fiveany ill effects?"

Glysensation, nothingmovement his hand shot across the table and clutched Sharist in a steel grip "That e wouldn't happen to concern liir-, liuould it, dad?"

Shaw tensed as the nails dug into hi to thrust his body backward out of the chair But Gly anticipated his thoughts

"No tricks, dad, or I'll snap your bone"

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Shaw sagged Not froe

"You overrate yourself, Inspector Gly Why should the British secret service bother itself about you?"

"A thousand apologies," Gly sneered,the pressure "I'y"

"A crude accusation fro back on balance "I'd expect little else, considering the source"

Gly's lips twisted "Clever words, Superspy Suppose you tell me you didn't contact your boss in London and receive an acknowledgo"

"And if I say you're mistaken?"

"No good I had a little chat with Doc Coli in the galley Is your otten he helped you coizmo? Or that you added a postscript after Coli left A request for a rundown on Foss Gly You know it, I know it The reply is there in your hand"

The trapdoor had sprung and Shaw had fallen through He cursed his transparency He had little doubt that the ugly htest opportunity His only hope was to stall and throw Gly off his stride He tried a long shot