Ripley's Game
“Heloise had driven up to Paris, because there was a dress sale at a certain boutique in the Faubourg St-Honoré, and Tom felt sure she would come back also with a scarf or something more important from Hermès as well. Tom sat at the harpsichord, playing the base of a Goldberg variation, trying to get the fingering in his head and in his hand. He had bought a few music books in Paris the same day he had acquired the harpsichord. Tom knew how the variation should sound, because he had Landowska’s ...recording. As he was going over it for the third or fourth time and feeling that he had made progress, the telephone jangled.‘Hello?’ said Tom.‘‘Ello – ah – to whom am I speaking, please?’ a man’s voice asked in French.Tom, more slowly than usual, felt an unease. ‘You wished to speak to whom?’ he asked with equal politeness.‘M. Anquetin?’‘No, this is not his house,’ said Tom, and put the telephone back in its cradle.The man’s accent had been perfect – hadn’t it?MoreLess
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