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BLACKIE IN COLOGNE They have stolen the bodies of the three kings, the Cardinal tells Blackie. Deplorable, the little bishop commets. What three kings? Cas;er, Baltassar, andMelchior the Cardinal replies impatiently. The Greeks and the Russias claim that there were twelve, Blackie observes, on the not unpersuasive argument that there were twelve tribes of Israel and twelve Apostles. |
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.This dodge does
him no good. He must still go to Cologne and solve the triple locked room mystery in the
vast Dom of that delightful and friendly city, lest Christmas be destroyed for all the
good Christian people. He is accompanied by his nephew Peter Murphy, Ph.D, a square and
straight arrow commodity broker. They encounter Peter's old sweetheart, Cindasue McLeod,
now a Lieutentant Junior Grade in the Yewnited States Coast Guard and assistant Coast
Guard Attache at the American Embassy in Bonn. Sometimes she speaks plain mountain talk,
as in her description of the Dom,"sure do beat the hard shell Baptis chapel down to
Sinkin Crik. They put a powerful lot of work into this hyar place. Done a right smart job
too, even if it's idolotry," Blackie must fine the shrine and preside over the emerging passions between old lovers. Not easy. |
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