Cap Mandrake
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************Bali Hai Club, Perth, Jan. 6, 1943(c)*************** <There is a sursuration in the club as two sergeants of the Royal Military Police stride up to the bar. A man in fine linen slacks quickly greets them> Man in fine linen slacks: Good afternoon, gentlemen. What would you like? It's on the house. Sergeant Jones: Sorry, governor, we are on duty. Are you the proprietor? Man in fine linen slacks: Strictly speaking I am acting as a fiduciary, with stipend, for the General Partner. Sergeant Jones: Ah, may we speak to the General Partner, then? Man in fine linen slacks: Yes. Sergeant Jones: Well? Man in fine linen slacks: Well what? Sergeant Jones: Well, governor, you said we could speak to the General Partner? Man in fine linen slacks: You are. Sergeant Jones: We are what? Man in fine linen slacks: Speaking to the General Partner. Sergeant Jones: I thought you said you were the fiduciary? Man in fine linen slacks: Yes. Sergeant Jones: So you are both then? Man in fine linen slacks: Yes. Sergeant Jones: Why didn't you say so? Man in fine linen slacks: I just did. Sergeant Jones: <shows some frustration> Look, this question is for the General Partner. We are looking for a certain Sergeant Dada previously in the employ of His Majesty. Do you know of him? Man in fine linen slacks: I'm afraid you will have to wait for the LLC meeting in April to adress your questions to the General Partner. Sergeant Jones: But you are here now? Man in fine linen slacks: Yes, but it would be improper for me to comment without the permission of the LLC public relations subcommittee. Sergeant Jones: <beginning to get angry> Well, may we speak to the fidcuiary, then? Man in fine linen slacks: Ah, why didn't you say so? What can I do for you gentlemen? Sergeant O'Boyle: It's about Sergeant Dada, sir. We have reason to believe he is in your employ? Man in fine linen slacks: But wouldn't that be against regulations? Sergeant Jones: Yes, several. Man in fine linen slacks: Ah, what does he look like then? Sergeant Jones: He's black. Man in fine linen slacks: All black? Sergeant Jones: What do you mean all black, sir? Man in fine linen slacks: Well, I mean is he black in entirety? Sergeant O'Boyle: No sir, not LITERALLY. He's African, sir. Man in fine linen slacks: Ahhhh, AFRICAN! About 5 ft 10? Sergeant Jones: Yes. Man in fine linen slacks: Stocky? Sergeant O'Boyle: YES! Man in fine linen slacks: Short cropped hair, mid to late 20's, thick accent? Boastful fellow? Sergeant Jones: YES! YES! YES! Man in fine linen slacks: Jack Muslim? Sergeant Jones: YES! THAT"S HIM!! Man in fine linen slacks: Never seen the man......
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