Concluding Remarks

The Thirty-Nine Steps.

Richard Hannay is a character who appears well described in the course of the story. Is an educated man who worked hard in Africa to return to his homeland with some savings to live well? The character has an outgoing personality and is shown as a brave and intelligent. Education, intelligence and courage are qualities highly valued human being.

The story takes place in Scotland, the birthplace of the author of the novel, John Bucham, too. For example: The Thirty-Nine Steps, refer to 39 steps formed by the rock of a cliff overlooking the sea, where German spies escape in this story. I think that's why the author makes a very good description of the Scottish countryside, which makes us imagine a very pleasant land, inhabited by friendly people.

In the novel can also be noted that the author knows about international affairs. He also knows how to develop the important issues at the highest levels of government.

The story is interesting, it looks real because it was written on the eve of an international war began Germany, against France and England.

I think it's a good story. On several occasions this novel has been filmed.

The story is interesting, it looks real because it was written on the eve of an international war began Germany, against France and England, at the beginning of the last century.( I World War)

I think it's a good story. I think it's a good story. Certainly, on several occasions this novel has been filmed.

Thanks… See you next year

Think Tank in the Ministry

I almost lost my life in some incidents prior to my arrival in London. I was almost in the hands of the criminals who seek me. Now I think I was very lucky to escape from the house where I asked for shelter. It was a hideout of the spies. Anyway, I went to the lungs and a bruised arm, also some scratches that hurt.

I returned to the house of the roadman, whom I met in those days of adventure. The good man took care of me when I was really sick. I again suffer malaria, this horrible disease that I suffered years ago when I lived in Africa. Were twelve days spent ill.

When I recovered I began the journey to London. I traveled by train to a terminal near the house of Sir Walter Scott. As soon as possible I got to the mansion.

Sir Walter knew of my existence, on this issue that I should try. I spoke little. He knew about it and asked if he had any evidence. I told him about Scudder's notes.

It was the eve of June 15. Sir Walter answered a phone call from the Ministry. They told him that the Prime Minister of Greece had been killed.

He immediately called his office to a meeting of officials from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the Ministry of the Navy.

Of course I was not summoned. I waited in the hallways. Suddenly a tall man in a suit of high naval officer saw me and greeted me. This man saw me and recognized me. I looked in his eyes. Then I discovered he was disguised as chief executive of the Navy, but he was one of the spies were chasing me. I told Sir Walter immediately.

I entered the private and secret meeting. That the officers reviewed the book Sccuder notes. At that moment began the action that led to Scotland Yard Police to catch the three spies who that night would travel by sea to Germany to deliver the secret plans of England and France against the German war strategy. However, weeks after the world war began.

Right now I'm pretty sure I did the best job for my country was before the war.

End.

An Adventurous Escape

Lasted more than two weeks I had to live at risk of losing their lives. The battle against spies and police was difficult and exhausting. In this adventure, I met several people who, thankfully, helped me stay alive.

And these days I had to do all sorts of jobs. I was a man who repaired the roads, a thief steal expensive cars and even a spy and an expert on codes and international affairs.

Fortunately, these two intense weeks I was escaping, I was useful to know the beauty of the countryside of Scotland. It is a beautiful place!

On the journey I had an accident in one of the cars stolen. I left the road and the car was on the branches of a tree before falling into a gorge. For my good luck I escaped unhurt, only had a few scratches.

After the accident a generous man gave me help. I said I was a politician who was in elections and that it now attend a political rally.

I climbed into his car and at home and gave me confidence. I told him of the spy story that I was living and also that the policy was chasing me.

The politician believed my story. And he offered me a letter to Sir Walter, a senior official of the Ministry of International Affairs in London. The politician was sure that Sir Walter would believe my story and the unfortunate plan to assassinate Prime Minister of Greece in the major international meeting scheduled for 15 June in London.

So I went back to the adventure, now on my way to London to meet with Sir Walter. In the countryside remained the criminals wanted to kill me and also the police who wanted to take me to jail.

The end of this story is coming…!

A Scotsman in Scotland

That morning of 24 May left the

Langham Place

building wearing coat and hat as a milkman. I rushed to the train station to travel due to Scotland. I noticed that nobody was following me and got on the last car of the train.

Ordinary people, mostly farmers were on the train. The journey was long. The train passed through narrow green meadows of beautiful spring shown in Scotland.

Several experiences I lived in one trip. In a train station I noticed a local police asking questions of the peasants. I got off the train and walked through the forest. I panic when I heard a plane machine guarding the region. I finally found a young man reading a book and smoking a pipe. He owned a hotel in that place.

He was a young friendly and polite. He dreamed of writing stories and novels of success. He invited me to the hotel, while dining trusted him and talk some about the history of spies and police that he was living. He was happy to have found a good topic to write a novel.

Stay at the hotel I spent the night in my room trying to decipher the "black book" that hid in the closet of my apartment Mr. Scudder, and I found before running off with the milkman's clothing. I was sure to find the "black book" key to continue with this exciting story of spies and police. Above all, I wanted to finish the job left unfinished Mr Scudder to prevent a global conflict.

Continued ... Follow me

Fleeing From The Murderers And The Police

The man who told me this extraordinary story was an American named Franklin P. Scudder. Right now I do not know if he was killed in my apartment or still alive in their efforts to save us from a world war.

Mr. Scudder had spent several years in Europe. Coincidentally, he learned that a group of international criminals sought to create a global conflict. The work of these criminals would be for money or politics. The American did not explain very clearly.

The truth is that criminals know that Mr. Scudder knew that hatched a plot to assassinate Prime Minister of Greece at a major meeting of dignitaries scheduled for June 15 in London.

My neighbor Scudder was being pursued by international criminals. He knew and had trusted me that night that he came to my apartment.

I offered "political asylum" Mr. Scudder in my apartment, I think so now. He was to live a few days in my flat. In that short time, two men were killed in the building of

Langham Place

. One of them I think would have been killed by Mr. Scudder, to leave evidence of his own death to the men who were chasing. The dead appeared in the apartment inhabited by Scudder. The police called the incident a suicide ... of Mr. Scudder of course.

The other died I found myself in my own flat. It seemed Mr. Scudder, but now I'm not so sure. On this latest killing blamed the man who delivers milk of the building because I asked him his coat and hat to go out dressed as a milkman and escape from that place. On this latest killing blamed the man who delivers milk of the building because I asked him his coat and hat to go out dressed as a milkman and escape from that place. Now I'm running from the police to seek the murderer of Scudder and the criminals who think I know the plot to assassinate Prime Minister of Greece in the important dignitaries meeting on 15 June in London...

And the spy story continues. Follow me

A London life boring?

I'm Richard Hannay, a man born in Scotland. This is my crazy and interesting history that I experienced when I least expected.

My purpose was to return to the land of my birth, Scotland, 37 years ago. Actually I do not know that land. My parents took me to Africa when I was only six years. I remember my mother said the family moved to Africa because my father worked on oil companies.

Now I am in London. I arrived three months ago and, in fact, I plan to return to Africa. This is a city cold and boring. I think nothing is happening here.

Still I have good savings. Work in recent years in the gold business. Earn good money, not much, but enough to live well.

After three months of living in a nice flat in

Langham Place

, one evening I returned to my apartment, and when I opened the door, a strange man surprised me. He asked if he could talk to me for a few minutes. It seemed a friendly and educated man. I invited him to come and also invited him whiskey.

That night changed my boring life that I lived in London. So begins this strange, sharp, interesting and now I think, funny episode in my life.

White man with short brown beard, and very bright eyes, told me a story of politics and international spies. Not that I had expected I was involved in that issue espionale. In the building of

Langham Place

two murders occurred. One of them, coincidentally, in my apartment where I found Mr. Scudder died.

And the story is just beginning ... see you later.