The Tiger in the Smoke
“The two private cars had left some time before. Rupert and Lugg, with the dog snoring between them, were making their way towards the sanctuary of Suffolk lanes, while the four treasure-seekers groped through the fog in the other direction in an attempt to catch the first Saint-Malo boat out from Southampton.
The rectory was quiet without them, although it was by no means empty. Sergeant Picot lolled on a hard chair in the front hall, while in the basement two of his men made half-hourly rounds. Under the roof, Sam was still working on the article which must be on his editor’s desk by morning. Emily and her grandparents were asleep in the two little rooms beyond the kitchen, and, in Meg’s elegant bedroom, Miss Warburton, who had been induced to leave her lonely cottage for the night, brushed out her limp hair before the looking-glass.
In the study, where it was warm and the air was blue with tobacco smoke, the coal fire ticked softly as the white ash fell and was audible in the silenc...e which had fallen between the two men.MoreLess
The rectory was quiet without them, although it was by no means empty. Sergeant Picot lolled on a hard chair in the front hall, while in the basement two of his men made half-hourly rounds. Under the roof, Sam was still working on the article which must be on his editor’s desk by morning. Emily and her grandparents were asleep in the two little rooms beyond the kitchen, and, in Meg’s elegant bedroom, Miss Warburton, who had been induced to leave her lonely cottage for the night, brushed out her limp hair before the looking-glass.
In the study, where it was warm and the air was blue with tobacco smoke, the coal fire ticked softly as the white ash fell and was audible in the silenc...e which had fallen between the two men.MoreLess
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