Biggles Delivers the Goods Johns, W E

Ginger felt the blood drain from his face. The muscles seemed to go stiff. For a few seconds he could not speak. "Was the name of the prisoner given?" he blurted. "No." "It doesn"t matter," muttered Ginger. "There could be only one Gosling in that area. Это и многое другое вы найдете в книге Biggles Delivers the Goods (Johns, W E)