Rosie
“. . borne in large trusses.
‘I do wish you wouldn’t look so smug.’ Rosie sipped the Earl Grey in the china cup. ‘Why shouldn’t I? Look, we’ve even got a tea-strainer.’ ‘Because you should be ashamed of yourself. Wasting police time.’ ‘Well, it was all in a good cause.’ She sat in the corner of the large chintz sofa, under the towering grandfather clock, looking about her with wide eyes. ‘This is nice, isn’t it? Classy sort of place. Didn’t Agatha Christie set one of her murder mysteries her...e? I saw it on the box. Lovely costumes.’ Her eyes, lively and enquiring, darted around the opulent lounge.
‘I think that was Bertram’s, not Brown’s. Anyway I’m glad you like it. But don’t get too used to it.’ ‘Mmm. Not much chance of that.’ She picked up a tiny cucumber sandwich, and popped it into her mouth, whole, chewing it purposefully and scrutinising her surroundings. ‘Look at him. Over there.’ She gestured towards a small, bespectacled man in a light grey suit.MoreLess
‘I do wish you wouldn’t look so smug.’ Rosie sipped the Earl Grey in the china cup. ‘Why shouldn’t I? Look, we’ve even got a tea-strainer.’ ‘Because you should be ashamed of yourself. Wasting police time.’ ‘Well, it was all in a good cause.’ She sat in the corner of the large chintz sofa, under the towering grandfather clock, looking about her with wide eyes. ‘This is nice, isn’t it? Classy sort of place. Didn’t Agatha Christie set one of her murder mysteries her...e? I saw it on the box. Lovely costumes.’ Her eyes, lively and enquiring, darted around the opulent lounge.
‘I think that was Bertram’s, not Brown’s. Anyway I’m glad you like it. But don’t get too used to it.’ ‘Mmm. Not much chance of that.’ She picked up a tiny cucumber sandwich, and popped it into her mouth, whole, chewing it purposefully and scrutinising her surroundings. ‘Look at him. Over there.’ She gestured towards a small, bespectacled man in a light grey suit.MoreLess
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