Gently Sinking
“Grey lived across the river in Richmond. Before proceeding there Gently found a parking place near a cafeteria and served himself a pseudo-food snack and a glass of possibly genuine milk. The cashier was a smiling West Indian. Gently deliberately handed her short money.
‘Ducks,’ she said, chocolate eyes reproachful, ‘I just cain’t get four-and-tenpence out of two florins.’ Gently added the tenpence.
‘It’s still raining,’ he said.
She rolled her eyes. ‘Does it ever stop?’ ‘It’s been known,’ Gent...ly said. ‘They have records.’ She gave a soft little chuckling laugh.
He drove over Kew Bridge, below which the Thames and its boats looked seedy, by the gardens, into Richmond, out again towards Petersham. Hilldrop Road was a quiet cul-de-sac of detached houses in shrubby gardens. They were of astringent thirties architecture with sharp gable-fronts and discreet half-timbering. Grey’s house, 27, stood on a slope among dripping laburnums. A gravelled drive swung sharply up to it and ended abruptly at garage doors.MoreLess
‘Ducks,’ she said, chocolate eyes reproachful, ‘I just cain’t get four-and-tenpence out of two florins.’ Gently added the tenpence.
‘It’s still raining,’ he said.
She rolled her eyes. ‘Does it ever stop?’ ‘It’s been known,’ Gent...ly said. ‘They have records.’ She gave a soft little chuckling laugh.
He drove over Kew Bridge, below which the Thames and its boats looked seedy, by the gardens, into Richmond, out again towards Petersham. Hilldrop Road was a quiet cul-de-sac of detached houses in shrubby gardens. They were of astringent thirties architecture with sharp gable-fronts and discreet half-timbering. Grey’s house, 27, stood on a slope among dripping laburnums. A gravelled drive swung sharply up to it and ended abruptly at garage doors.MoreLess
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