The Saint smiled. He knew the permanently flustered Mr. Ullbaum.
"Then it must have been my bloke," he murmured. "How did you like the story?"
"I thought it was rather misleading in places, but Mr. Ullbaum is going to put that right… Still, the police are quite interested. I had a phone call from a detective this morning before I was really awake."
A faint unholy glimmer crossed the Saint's eyes.
"Would that be Inspector Fernack, by any chance?"
"Yes."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him to leave me alone."
Simon seemed infinitesimally disappointed, but he grinned.
"I was wondering why he hadn't come paddling around to see me and add some more fun to the proceedings. I'm afraid I'm going to miss him. But it's nice to play with someone like you who knows the rules."