The Memory Trap
“Audley decided not to frown, although that was his first inclination. For he had half-expected Mitchell to try something like this, he realized. So he merely raised his eyebrows instead.
‘What is it now?’ He had to concede that it had been Mitchell, at the very last moment before he disembarked, who had remembered to supply him with a wad of Italian Monopoly-money, without which he could probably not have penetrated the Villa Jovis ancient monument itself, let alone hired transport to get h...im near it. ‘What else have I forgotten?’ Mitchell gave the taxi-driver a friendly grin. ‘Speak English? No? Well then … momenta per favore?’ He turned to Audley. ‘Give me your coat, David.’ ‘Why?’ Audley saw that Mitchell was carrying some sort of alternative garment.
‘You don’t look like a tourist.’ Mitchell eyed his crumpled second-best suit with distaste. ‘You look like a businessman who’s slept in his suit. And that won’t do.’ He thrust the garment at Audley.MoreLess
‘What is it now?’ He had to concede that it had been Mitchell, at the very last moment before he disembarked, who had remembered to supply him with a wad of Italian Monopoly-money, without which he could probably not have penetrated the Villa Jovis ancient monument itself, let alone hired transport to get h...im near it. ‘What else have I forgotten?’ Mitchell gave the taxi-driver a friendly grin. ‘Speak English? No? Well then … momenta per favore?’ He turned to Audley. ‘Give me your coat, David.’ ‘Why?’ Audley saw that Mitchell was carrying some sort of alternative garment.
‘You don’t look like a tourist.’ Mitchell eyed his crumpled second-best suit with distaste. ‘You look like a businessman who’s slept in his suit. And that won’t do.’ He thrust the garment at Audley.MoreLess
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