A Dark Dividing
“Could Miss Marriot give any description of this prowler? they asked. Oh, she could not. A pity. Well, had anything been taken? Nothing? And there was no damage to anything anywhere? Simone, determinedly not looking in the direction of the framed darkness of Mortmain, said, No, nothing at all. It was just that she had heard someone creep in—yes, she was very sure about that—and when she went down to investigate she had caught a glimpse of someone running out through the street door. There was so...me quite valuable stuff in the gallery, so she had thought she ought to report it. Even to her own ears this all sounded like the twittering of an over-nervous female, not used to being on her own and dramatizing some perfectly innocent incident.
But the police said, indulgently, that she had been quite right to call them. Very unpleasant for her, they did not doubt. Now then—had they understood this right?—the street door had been left unlocked, for a while? Oh well, there you were, then.MoreLess
But the police said, indulgently, that she had been quite right to call them. Very unpleasant for her, they did not doubt. Now then—had they understood this right?—the street door had been left unlocked, for a while? Oh well, there you were, then.MoreLess
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