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ATTENTION: ALOYSIUS CLARKE, WALLY SISLEY,

MACK FULTON

IT WAS A RAW, coldin Paris when Isaac Bell disembarked from his train at the Gare de l‘Est As he waved for a taxi, he paused to adatti Type 41 Royale Touted as the world’s raceful as it was majestic

The Bugatti swept silently to the curb in front of Bell The uniformed chauffeur jumped from his open cockpit

“Bonjour, Monsieur Bell”

“Bonjour,” said Bell, wondering, Nohat? and regretting he had left the Ger

The chauffeur opened the door to the luxurious passenger compartment

Marion Morgan Bell patted the seat beside her “I thought you’d like a ride”

Bell got in and kissed her warmly

“How did it go?” she asked

“It’s done,” he said “By now, Joe Van Dorn has his body on a cruiser in the Mediterranean In teeks, it’ll be in the States

“Congratulations,” Marion said She knew that he would tell her all when he was ready “I am so happy to see you”