No Orchids for Miss Blandish
“"Never thought the day would come when I would be glad to see a detective in my office," he said. "Sit down. How's tricks?" "Could be worse," Fenner said, sitting down. "I'm not the grumbling kind." "I was surprised to hear you had applied for a licence to operate as an investigator," Brennan said, lighting a cigar. "You should have stuck to newspaper work. A detective's life isn't fit for a dog." "I don't aim to live as well as a dog," Fenner said, cheerfully. "Thanks for the introduction to B...landish." Brennan waved his hand airily.
"Between me and you and my aunt's wooden leg, Blandish has been gradually driving me nuts. With any luck now, he'll drive you nuts and lay off me." Fenner stiffened to attention.
"What do you mean?" "You wait," Brennan said with sadistic relish. "Blandish hasn't got off my neck since his goddamn daughter was snatched. In self-defense I had to suggest he should hire you. Morning, noon and night he was either here in my office or on the telephone.MoreLess
"Between me and you and my aunt's wooden leg, Blandish has been gradually driving me nuts. With any luck now, he'll drive you nuts and lay off me." Fenner stiffened to attention.
"What do you mean?" "You wait," Brennan said with sadistic relish. "Blandish hasn't got off my neck since his goddamn daughter was snatched. In self-defense I had to suggest he should hire you. Morning, noon and night he was either here in my office or on the telephone.MoreLess
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