A Different Kind of Evil by Andrew Wilson

Author:Andrew Wilson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atria Books

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“I don’t know what was going on in there,” said Grenville, leading me out of the room and back down the stairs. “Perhaps it’s the alignment of the planets at the moment. We will have to try it again at some other time.”

I followed Grenville towards the sitting room, where a tray of drinks had been laid out.

“Now what would you like? We have a local wine, quite strong and not to everyone’s taste, but also sherry—or would you prefer a cocktail?”

“I’m sorry, Mr. Grenville—Gerard—but I don’t care for alcohol.”

“Oh, dear. Well, never mind. What would you like instead?”

“Don’t go to any trouble. I’m happy with water.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, indeed,” I said

“It’s from the spring down by Martiánez beach—such pure, wonderful water,” he said as he went over to the sideboard and poured me a glass of water from a large ceramic jug. “The water from the same source the Guanches drank, all those years ago.”

“Is that near where that other body—Mr. Greene—was found?” I asked, again trying to sound as innocent as possible.

“Yes, awful business. I don’t know what’s going on here on this island. All this death.”

“Did you know the man?”

“No. The inspector did come round and question me about him and I told him the truth—that I had never met him. Until recently I haven’t been a very social animal, as I’ve been busy with my work, trying a build a network of like-minded souls and also the compilation of a definitive dictionary of magic. So much to do when working on a new book. Writing up all the notes, the indexing, and so on. Of course Violet helps when she can, but her nerves do seem to get the better of her, I’m afraid. Anyway, it’s very nearly finished, which is why I’m beginning to see people once more. I’m looking forward to Miss Hart’s party on Valentine’s Day. I think she mentioned that she had invited you.”

“Oh, yes, that will be very interesting. How do you know Miss Hart?” I asked.

“Helen? I think we met in London. I can’t quite remember now, but you know how it is. She’s a wonderful artist. I’ve asked her to create a piece for my garden, but it seems to be years in the making.”

“Did you hear what happened on the ship over here? Involving Mr. Trevelyan’s wife?”

“Oh, yes, just awful. But I heard that she had been quite ill for some time. In fact, I once saw her at one of those parties in London behaving as though she had lost her mind. Guy had to call in a doctor to sedate her, but it put a terrible strain on the marriage, as you can imagine. I kept telling him he should take her to the Mediterranean or even here, to Tenerife, where the sunshine serves as a form of healing in itself. You see, doctors only really look at the body, when of course there is so much more to health than that, as I’m sure you are aware.

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