Murder And Misdeeds (1997)
“This picturesque corner of East Sussex, nestled amongst the woods and moorlands, seemed the last place on earth one would expect violence and possibly even murder. The branches of tall trees moved lazily in the breeze. Graceful swallows cut a swath against the brilliant blue heavens. In the distance a raucous daw protested some grievance.
Corinne turned reluctantly from the window and began to dress for the day in the older blue muslin she’d got from her trunk the night before. After a hasty toilette, eager to get on with the job, she went downstairs.
She was annoyed to find Luten his usual well-groomed self when she went to the morning parlor for breakfast. There had been no warm water for her to make a toilette. She had pulled the bell cord in vain and finally used the cold water in the basin in Susan’s room. Yet Luten had obviously shaved. He wore an immaculate cravat and had not slept in that jacket he wore either.
Luten’s cold eyes raked her from head to toe, then lifted again to... frown at her hair.MoreLess
Corinne turned reluctantly from the window and began to dress for the day in the older blue muslin she’d got from her trunk the night before. After a hasty toilette, eager to get on with the job, she went downstairs.
She was annoyed to find Luten his usual well-groomed self when she went to the morning parlor for breakfast. There had been no warm water for her to make a toilette. She had pulled the bell cord in vain and finally used the cold water in the basin in Susan’s room. Yet Luten had obviously shaved. He wore an immaculate cravat and had not slept in that jacket he wore either.
Luten’s cold eyes raked her from head to toe, then lifted again to... frown at her hair.MoreLess
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