Death Wears a Mask
“said Winnelda, coming back into the room and interrupting my reverie. “I’m all on edge whenever there’s a policeman about. Not that I’ve ever done anything really wrong. But they do have a way of making one feel as though one might be guilty of something, don’t they?”
“I have felt that way on occasion.” I agreed with a smile. “But Inspector Jones is quite nearly a friend of mine.”
“Oh,” said Winnelda, clearly impressed. “I didn’t mean to say anything improper.”
“I assure you, he has made me fee...l on edge myself on more than one occasion. However, this time he actually came to ask for my assistance.”
“Yes, I heard…” She stopped, flushing bright red. “That is, when I was passing the doorway … It seemed that I might have happened to overhear…”
I waved away her explanations. I knew perfectly well that it was very difficult for Winnelda not to listen to interesting things that happened to be said in her vicinity. I couldn’t exactly blame her.MoreLess
“I have felt that way on occasion.” I agreed with a smile. “But Inspector Jones is quite nearly a friend of mine.”
“Oh,” said Winnelda, clearly impressed. “I didn’t mean to say anything improper.”
“I assure you, he has made me fee...l on edge myself on more than one occasion. However, this time he actually came to ask for my assistance.”
“Yes, I heard…” She stopped, flushing bright red. “That is, when I was passing the doorway … It seemed that I might have happened to overhear…”
I waved away her explanations. I knew perfectly well that it was very difficult for Winnelda not to listen to interesting things that happened to be said in her vicinity. I couldn’t exactly blame her.MoreLess
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