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This was Istanbul, and the sounds of the city -- motor-cars and clumping / donkeys, the nasal cries of peddlers and the distant roar of a / jet-plane somewhere over the city -- came muted through the windows of / Coghlan's flat. It was already late dusk, and Coghlan had just gotten / back from the American College, where he taught physics. He relaxed / in his chair and waited. He was to meet Laurie later, at the Hotel / Petra on the improbably-named Grande Rue de Petra, and hadn't too much / time to spare; but he was intrigued by the unexpected guests he had / found waiting for him when he arrived. Duval, the Frenchman, haggard / and frantic with impatience; Lieutenant Ghalil, calm and patient and / impressive in the uniform of the Istanbul Police Department. Ghalil had / introduced himself with perfect courtesy and explained that he had come / with M. Duval to ask for information which only Mr. Coghlan, of the / American College, could possibly give.
They were now in Coghlan's sitting-room. They held the iced drinks / which were formal hospitality. Coghlan waited.