Palace of Spies
“There are times in one’s life when all training in deportment and manners fails. One is then thrown back on mother wit.
“I . . . erm . . . I don’t know.” I looked about the room, which was indeed deserted, except, of course, for Mr. Peele.
“You don’t know where you’ve been?” Mr. Peele sneered. “Oh, don’t bother. I do know what you meant. You don’t know where Abbott is. Come in here and shut that door.”
I did as I was bidden, closing the door carefully. I advanced a few steps into the room, but ...not so many as would bring me within arm’s reach of Mr. Peele. I had been thinking far too much on murder, and a cloud of anger surrounded him. It filled his rectangular face and keen eyes up to the brim. I did not plan to enter further into that miasma than was absolutely necessary.
Mr. Peele did not fail to note my hesitancy, and snorted in impatience. “Well, young woman? I asked you more than one question. Where have you been?”
“Walking in the gardens.”
“It is remarkably early for a courtier.”MoreLess
“I . . . erm . . . I don’t know.” I looked about the room, which was indeed deserted, except, of course, for Mr. Peele.
“You don’t know where you’ve been?” Mr. Peele sneered. “Oh, don’t bother. I do know what you meant. You don’t know where Abbott is. Come in here and shut that door.”
I did as I was bidden, closing the door carefully. I advanced a few steps into the room, but ...not so many as would bring me within arm’s reach of Mr. Peele. I had been thinking far too much on murder, and a cloud of anger surrounded him. It filled his rectangular face and keen eyes up to the brim. I did not plan to enter further into that miasma than was absolutely necessary.
Mr. Peele did not fail to note my hesitancy, and snorted in impatience. “Well, young woman? I asked you more than one question. Where have you been?”
“Walking in the gardens.”
“It is remarkably early for a courtier.”MoreLess
Read book Palace of Spies for free
Write Review:
Guest
Read Also
8 / 10
User Reviews: