Pleasure Before Business

The fabulous stories of the immortal character originally created in the motion picture of the third man with the Villa music by Anton Carroll. Mm. You know, there are two kinds of men who should be wary and suspicious of women.

The serious business man, because women can be so frivolous, and the frivolous seeker after pleasure, because women can be so serious. Now I, Harry Lyman, both a serious business man of sorts, and a secret after pleasure, so perhaps I should avoid women entirely.

The trouble is I just can't seem to do without them for either. Sometimes life is very complicated with business and pleasure. But interesting. What was interesting? Boston Wells has Harry Lime, the third man in today's story, pleasure before business.

It was in Venice, not long after the war was over. I found myself with a problem on my hand. It wasn't the old Venetian one about fighting for his department car. I had a very solid and sound business transaction all lined up, but I was sorely in need of what I called a partner.

But the police of several companies who have been pleased with Purdue was an accomplice. Accordingly, I was highly pleased while stalling about about the pigeons and people in St Mark Square. On day one I spined, Joan Willoughby, who was standing there scattering bounty for the birds.

Mike Joan! Joan Willoughby! I'm very alive. What are you doing in Venice? That's a question. I was going to ask you. Me? Holiday? New? Business. I'm glad you did. I'll be able to make a bubble til tipping off the cupboard.

I always wear a heavy tipper, won't you, my love? I need a pie today. Do you now? Yeah. Yeah. Good. Dangerous? No, it won't be. Fun? What? Money in it? Quite a bit. Well, holiday's going to be quite boring, don't you think?