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In this seventh blog tour stop we meet the fourth of Ace’s five associates. Is see a dark-haired gentleman coming in, now. Gracious. He looks like a movie star. That slick suit accents his trim waist, and he’s got a carnation in the buttonhole. A cane, too, like Charlie Chaplin but he carries it in such a suave way it’s inconspicuous.

GW: Greetings, Bert.

Bert: Hello, theah.

GW: Oh, a New England accent?

Bert: Yes, indeed. Boston, to be precise.

GW: Is Bert a nickname?

Bert: It’s shortened, yes.

GW: What’s your full name?

Bert: Hubert Ewing Devery Christopher Bostock III.

GW: That’s … quite a name. That’s your legal name?

Bert: And my father’s before me, and his father’s before him. The Bostocks are what they call old money in Boston.

GW: A veritable princeling.

Bert: You mean the suit, I presume. I’m not rich. My father turned black sheep and he was disinherited before I was born.

GW: That sounds like a good story.

Bert: Does it? Wicked good. But I’m not sure. Father’s a doctor living in Panama. That’s where I was born.

GW: Sam scolded me for walking on eggshells, so I’ll just say it. Your skin is dark for a typical Bostonian. Are you part Panamanian?

Bert: Smaht. Very smaht. That’s exactly right. Dual citizenship.

GW: How did you come to meet Ace and your fellow associates?

Bert: The Great War. I met Quack first, and he managed to get us both captured. We ended up in the back of the truck heading for St. Vith with Ace and the others.

GW: Was it a memorable meeting?

Bert: Yah, the memory is clear. Ace understood German. She knew where we were going and why. She had blood stains on her flight suit and a look like a hawk or something I can’t even describe. Inside ten seconds it was clear who we were going to follow. Well, maybe Ace didn’t know, but we all knew.

GW: And now you’re an Ace Carroway associate, looking for trouble all over the world.

Bert: Much bettah than being a lawyah.

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GW: A lawyah? Did you go to Hahvahd?

Bert: Yah. How did you know?

GW: I didn’t. I was trying to make a joke. It didn’t come off. So, to regroup, do you ever think you’re in over your head? That you’ll all die in a hail of bullets or something?

Bert: Yes and no. I mean, yes, intellectually. In my heart, though, I think I’m like everybody else. I think I’m immortal. Anyway, I hope I don’t die by bullets. Not my favorite way to die.

GW: What’s your favorite way to die?

Bert: …

GW: That’s quite the suggestive eyebrow wiggle, Bert. Perhaps, that’s enough said.

Bert: Moah than enough.

GW: Who’s your tailor?

Bert: A gentleman never reveals his tailor. But you might like this.

GW: Your cane? Oh! It’s actually a sword?

Bert: Technically, an épée. Heavier than a foil, not so heavy as a sabre.

GW: You’re right. That’s very sneaky, and I like it. Have you ever used it?

Bert: Alas, no, the situation has never arisen. I’m waiting for the day I can scare the pants off a would-be mugger with it.

GW: Is this sword your special ability in the group?

Bert: No! I’m not sure I have a special ability. I’m the one they push to the front to do the talking. I think that means I’m the most expendable.

GW: Eh, wouldn’t it mean you’re the most persuasive speaker?

Bert: That’s an optimistic way of putting it.

GW: Given the choice, I generally pick optimism. Thanks for speaking with us today, Bert.

Bert: My pleasure.

Bert’s quotes:

Spoken with amazement: “Eh? You’re not going to call me out on being a hothead?”

Normal griping: “Bumbling, comedic pack of dolts! This is no way to win a war!”

Waxing eloquent at Quack’s expense: “You are not a doctor, sir! You were barely enrolled in medical school when the war broke out! Why else should I call you a quack? It’s only the truth.”

Normal griping: “I’m gassed! Can we take a rest?”

When sworn to tell the truth: “I hate to agree with the Quack, but he’s right on this one.”

“Yaaaaah!” — The sound one makes when firing a machine gun.

Giving lawyerly advice: “Ace. You don’t have to talk to any reporters.”

And a limerick!

The sharp-dressed Bostonian’s Bert.

His manner may sometimes be curt.

But throw him a curvy,

(A woman) observey!

He is an incorrigible flirt.

Join Ace Carroway and her motley gang of associates as they travel the world, solving mysteries and fighting crime.

In ACE CARROWAY and the GREAT WAR, sixteen-year-old Cecilia Carroway lies about her age and joins the war effort as a pilot. She earns her Ace nickname over France, but is forced down behind enemy lines. Escape plans are imperiled when Ace catches the attention of imperial minister Darko Dor.

Three years later, in ACE CARROWAY AROUND THE WORLD, Ace’s father dies in a hail of bullets in quiet Hyannis, Cape Cod. Lieutenant Drew Lucy is on the case, but it’s Ace Carroway at the top of his list of suspects.

In ACE CARROWAY and the HANDSOME DEVIL, Ace barely survives an assassination attempt at the hands of her old nemesis Darko Dor. Figuring the best defense is offense, she starts a detective agency in New York. Before the paint on the door dries, a new web of deception ensnares the rookie sleuths. Sudden romantic attention from a pair of handsome strangers is good, right?

The Adventures of Ace Carroway are available at many fine stores around the world.

Links	#1 Great War	#2 Around the World	#3 Handsome Devil
Paperback	Paperback	Paperback	Paperback
Kindle	Kindle	Kindle	Kindle
Nook, Kobo, Apple, 24 Symbols, Playster, Scribd, Angus & Robertson	Ebook $1.99	Others	Others

Wyoming native Guy Worthey traded spurs and lassos for telescopes and computers when he decided on astrophysics for a day job. Whenever he temporarily escapes the gravitational pull of stars and galaxies, he writes fiction. He lives in Washington state with his violinist wife Diane. He likes cats and dogs and plays keyboards and bass guitar. His favorite food is called creamed eggs on toast, but once in a while he heeds the siren song of chocolate.

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