She grasped that one fact as a drowning man might clutch at a straw.
And then, as if in answer to her thoughts, somewhere down in the depths below there was & thunder of knocking on the door.
Chapter XI
How Simon Templar interrupted a party,
and Mr. Cullis was at home
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GUGLIEMI must have thought that it was his friend returning, for his dark eyes opened wide when he saw Simon Templar.
"What do you want?" he demanded.
"Who are you?" inquired the Saint, inspecting him from crown to toe with a disparaging eye.
"I am the caretaker."