A Night in a Harem

Orson Welles as the Third Man. The fabulous stories of the immortal character originally created in the motion picture The Third Man with the Zoother music by Anton Carras. People, you know, spend their lives searching for something. The girl of their dreams of the perfect man as the case may be for happiness, for fame and glory for the part of gold at

the end of the rainboard just for the rainbow. My search has always been for the ideal sucker. not just any sucker, but the perfect one. The sucker with a couple of hundred millions in his pocket, an open mind and not too much brains.

Well last year in Paris I was sure I'd found in Sam Cord, actually probably heard of him Sam Cord, the oil man. He actually wears one of those steps from even on the shop that he's in, those shoes with the tracheals and a gold toothpick and a hearted gold and pale blue eyes as innocent

as any newborn beives. I was the white struck oil myself. He was sitting in the tour d'Arge all alone.

I checked up with Claude on who he was now, as giving it the old dice. Come on, I wonder if you know how it works. It's a dodge for making the sucker speak to you first, which is always important.

And what you do is sit idly shaking some dice in a cup, sort of thing they have in most part. Then you drop one of the dice near the sucker and pretend you don't know this that you did.

But sucker picks up the dice or die if it for Saint-Greeland returns it to you with a merry laugh. And that's how all the fun begins. Thank you very much. That was a nice ship.