Blindfold_A Golden Age Mystery by Patricia Wentworth

Author:Patricia Wentworth [Wentworth, Patricia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dean Street Press
Published: 2016-05-09T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Four

At ten minutes to nine that evening Miles knocked on the area door of 16 Varley Street and Kay slipped out to him. He so very nearly kissed her that he spent the next five minutes in wondering, first, why he hadn’t, and after that, what she would have said if he had. It had seemed such an extraordinarily natural thing to do that he had nearly done it without thinking at all. Kay and he—he and Kay. There was a belonging feeling between them. That was it, they belonged. He didn’t know whether he was in love with her, but they belonged. He hadn’t felt in the least like that about Angela. Being in love with Angela had been a heady, exciting sort of affair. He had been all strung up—everything working at top speed—a restless, racing fever in his blood. No, it wasn’t at all like that.

He heard Kay saying in a reproachful voice,

“You know, you’re not listening, Miles.”

He laughed. He didn’t quite know why, but it was nice to laugh at Kay.

“No, I wasn’t. But I was thinking about you.”

Kay laughed too.

“I don’t believe you were.”

“Oh yes, I was. I was thinking you were a comfortable person to be with.”

“It sounds like a sofa cushion.”

“And very nice too.”

“Mushy!” said Kay.

“Reposeful,” said Miles.

They both laughed. Kay tugged at his arm.

“You didn’t listen—and I was telling you about rescuing the kitten from the cellar. Wasn’t it dreadful of Mrs. Green to make it sleep down there? And oh, Miles, there must be rats. I think it must have bitten one, the little brave thing, because first of all I thought it had been bitten itself, and then I found it hadn’t, and—oh, Miles, do you think Mrs. Green could possibly find out if I waited till she was asleep—it’s quite easy to tell, because she snores—and then fetched the kitten and had it in my room? Because in the morning she wouldn’t know I hadn’t just let it out—would she? Or do you think it would be very deceitful? It’s so tiny and young, and I can’t sleep when I think of its being down there with the rats.”

Miles put his arm round her and gave her something between a hug and a shake.

“Oh, Kay—you little funny thing!” he said.

“I’m not! Miles, do you think it would be very bad of me?”

He burst out laughing.

“I should chance it. If the kitten got eaten, you’d probably never forgive yourself.”

“No—I shouldn’t. Oh, Miles, I’ve got something to tell you.”

He still had his arm round her. It seemed a good place for it to be. If Kay minded, she didn’t say so. The Square was dark and unfrequented.

“Miles, you’re not listening. Do listen! You know that man who spoke to me in the street—I’ve had a letter from him… No, it’s quite a polite letter, and I don’t think you ought to say things like that, because perhaps it was silly of me to take it the way I did. He really did know Aunt Rhoda and—my mother.

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