"All right," Teal said with frightful restraint. "That's your story. And now suppose you tell me about those men you painted red, white and blue and left outside Luker's house."
The Saint put down his coffee cup. He wore the incredulous and appalled expression of a Presbyterian elder who has been accused of operating an illicit still.
"Painted?" he said hollowly.
"Yes."
"Red, white and blue?"
"Yes."
"Outside Luker's house?"
"Yes."
"Who were these men?"
"You know as well as I do. Their names are Bravache, Pietri and Dumaire."