The Old Contemptibles
“It had always been a favorite place for afternoon tea, with its firelit lounge and tiered cake plates, which was what Madeline Galloway was looking over now.
“You look like your sister,” he had said when he’d first seen her.
“We’ve been told that,” she answered, offering him tea.
“I could use a cup, thanks.”
He could not tell whether the next few moments of banal conversation implied relative indifference to death or was a way of avoiding it.
She poured another cup of tea for herself, held the ...pot aloft by way of question, but Jury shook his head. “Haven’t finished the first.”
“Haven’t started the first,” she said. And then, “Did you know Jane well?”
“Well enough,” he responded a little tightly. He did not care what she inferred from that.
“Oh.” She looked into her cup, not at him, kindly.
“You’ve been working for the family more-or-less as an assistant to Mr. Holdsworth? Inspector Kamir wasn’t quite clear as to your duties.”
She laughed, and then perhaps thinking laughter was out of place, cut it off.MoreLess
“You look like your sister,” he had said when he’d first seen her.
“We’ve been told that,” she answered, offering him tea.
“I could use a cup, thanks.”
He could not tell whether the next few moments of banal conversation implied relative indifference to death or was a way of avoiding it.
She poured another cup of tea for herself, held the ...pot aloft by way of question, but Jury shook his head. “Haven’t finished the first.”
“Haven’t started the first,” she said. And then, “Did you know Jane well?”
“Well enough,” he responded a little tightly. He did not care what she inferred from that.
“Oh.” She looked into her cup, not at him, kindly.
“You’ve been working for the family more-or-less as an assistant to Mr. Holdsworth? Inspector Kamir wasn’t quite clear as to your duties.”
She laughed, and then perhaps thinking laughter was out of place, cut it off.MoreLess
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