Sapper: The Final Count (Unabridged)
Introduction
Chapter 1
'However, all that is neither here nor there…'
I shouted down the mouthpiece…
A creaking on the stairs…
'Inspector MacIver coming at once…'
His eyes were fixed on the dead…
Chapter 2
For a moment or two he drummed with…
'Now I was in that house at four o'clock…'
He strolled out of the room…
Looking back on things now after the lapse…
Chapter 3
For a moment or two I listened…
'Look here, Stockton,' said Drummond suddenly…
'Come in, man, come in,' muttered Drummond…
He stared around the room, and then he lit…
The car pulled up in front of his house…
Cowering in a corner, her eyes dilated…
Chapter 4
'There's a far more interesting point…'
'Poor old MacIver's boots are fuller…'
'It's serious, Stockton; deuced serious…'
'Well, there was nothing for it…'
Chapter 5
We pocketed our masks and gauntlets…
They were saved the trouble…
And then like a flash it happened…
And then something made me look…
'Then gorse bush wasn't Carl. But that woman…'
Chapter 6
'Look 'ere, you bally twitterer…'
'What is your reconstruction?' said MacIver…
'If you come upstairs, Miss Simpson…'
'Well, what do you suggest? We'll have got one…'
Once again we relapsed into silence…
He slipped the box into his bag…
Chapter 7
The only ray of comfort during the weeks…
And then on the 20th of June occurred the next…
The second difficulty was financial nervousness…
The men consisted of the owner, three American…
Chapter 9
'Tourists, old lads,' remarked Drummond…
It was as I was coming to the conclusion…
We weighed up the points for and against…
Once more we started off…
Chapter 9
'Get out, you fool,' snarled Helias…
I caught one glimpse on Helias's face…
He stood there for a moment with the liquid…
We could see the details of the airship now…
Chapter 10
My starting-point, somewhat naturally, was…
He professed to be keenly interested…
But where to hide them?
The days dragged on into weeks…
'And what if I refuse?' I said…
Chapter 11
Yesterday I had a strange thought…
'Twelve minutes,' he remarked as the pump…
It was two days ago that they let me out…
I looked and saw a vessel tearing through…
That's how he talked: the man is not human…
Chapter 12
And so we returned to the hotel…
'Think, man,' he answered. 'At a liberal estimate…'
Suddenly the eyes of the two men met…
It was then that real pandemonium broke loose…
Chapter 13
