A Lesson in Chemistry With Inspector Bruce
““Fiona, why are you still working?” her mother called through the open door of the laboratory.
“The soap is exactly the right consistency and temperature. I must finish or ruin the batch.”
Her mother stuck her head further in the door. “You have less than an hour to get yourself across town to Bloomsbury. I do wish you’d take your studies more seriously and dabble less with this soap making. Oh dear, I suppose you’ll have to take the train, now.” Ever since Father’s stroke and the Fenia...n bombings, Mother fretted about everything. Today it was the Underground.
“Mother, you realize the Metropolitan Police have men at every station?”
“Small comfort after that report in the Telegraph this morning. Another shipment of explosives was confiscated.” Her mother dabbed her eyes with a pocket square, as the fumes from the mixture of soda ash and lye caused her eyes to water.
“I should think that means Scotland Yard is on the job.”MoreLess
“The soap is exactly the right consistency and temperature. I must finish or ruin the batch.”
Her mother stuck her head further in the door. “You have less than an hour to get yourself across town to Bloomsbury. I do wish you’d take your studies more seriously and dabble less with this soap making. Oh dear, I suppose you’ll have to take the train, now.” Ever since Father’s stroke and the Fenia...n bombings, Mother fretted about everything. Today it was the Underground.
“Mother, you realize the Metropolitan Police have men at every station?”
“Small comfort after that report in the Telegraph this morning. Another shipment of explosives was confiscated.” Her mother dabbed her eyes with a pocket square, as the fumes from the mixture of soda ash and lye caused her eyes to water.
“I should think that means Scotland Yard is on the job.”MoreLess
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