Adventurers Club ep32 The Continental Express

dangerous club greets you once again. Its members are always eager to hear the varied experiences of their comrades. And at this meeting, we find their attention focused on a dark, swore-looking gentleman, quiet yet alert, whose piercing eyes are now laughing, Captain Fabian of the French secret police.

Oh, what a yard! You know Captain Fabian, your presence gives a cot-neble touch to our lounge. We're honored to have you with this, sir. Thank you, gentlemen. it is I who should be honored that being invited to join your membership, the club is known all over the world. For the most part, we have succeeded in our professions because of

physical endurance and knowledge of the countries in which we work. But in your case, as a member of the secret police, you must virtually live by your wit. Correct to a certain degree, Mr. Jones. One in my profession is supposed to have a heart of steel and the brain of a superman. But there are times when the cold heart is moved

and the superman is merely a man after all that sounds as if you might have a story for us baby and since you mentioned your heart i might add she'll share the family your deductions are startling mister chairman i thought that i knew my business but in comparison to you i am but another

other i will say that however there was a lady in this case and because of her that adventure shall always remain in my memory oh sorry the story very well gentlemen It was about three years ago.

I was returning to France on the Continental Express. The job had been a difficult one, but successful. And as the train near the French border, I sighed with contentment. Soon I would be in a bell France, and I looked forward to a good vacation with all the luxuries I had been without for the past week.