Dolly And the Singing Bird
“Chigwell’s neat kitchen, and the soft sounds of the policemen moving all through the flat. Bedroom. Bedroom. Bathroom. Now there was only the hall. In the kitchen, I heard the rattle of cups. Since he had given me Kenneth’s torn-up card Bifocals had spoken to neither policeman: why? He knew I was Tina Rossi, it seemed. It was to be expected. I am famous. He now knew, for the fragments were all too easy to read, with whom I had an assignation for tonight. Still, he showed no haste to expose me.
...I didn’t know whether my money or my virtue was in jeopardy, and I didn’t, immediately, care. I could deal with bifocal gentlemen if I must. I couldn’t deal with the law.
And the law were now in the hall. Every nerve in my body heard that wardrobe door rattle and pause.
“Miss Smith!” It was the sergeant. “D’you know why this door is locked?”
I got up and went through. The hall wardrobe stood firmly locked as I had left it, the key in my bag. “No. I haven’t locked it,” I lied.MoreLess
...I didn’t know whether my money or my virtue was in jeopardy, and I didn’t, immediately, care. I could deal with bifocal gentlemen if I must. I couldn’t deal with the law.
And the law were now in the hall. Every nerve in my body heard that wardrobe door rattle and pause.
“Miss Smith!” It was the sergeant. “D’you know why this door is locked?”
I got up and went through. The hall wardrobe stood firmly locked as I had left it, the key in my bag. “No. I haven’t locked it,” I lied.MoreLess
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