Surfeit of Lampreys: Death and the Dancing Footman - Colour Scheme - And, a Fool about Money by Ngaio Marsh

Author:Ngaio Marsh [Marsh, Ngaio]
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Mystery & Detective, Police Procedural, Traditional British
ISBN: 9780007328727
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers Limited
Published: 2009-09-03T11:14:47.173000+00:00

"Or the passage?"

"No."

"How long were you about it?"

"Not long enough to find a meat skewer and kill my uncle."

"Where was the meat skewer?"

"I don't know," said Henry. "We had it in our charade. I suppose it was either in--"

"Yes?"

"It must have been in the hall with all the other stuff."

"You were going to say in the drawing-room or in the hall?"

"Was I?" said Henry.

"Well," said Alleyn amiably, "I'm only asking. Were you?"

"Yes, but I stopped because I realized it couldn't have been in the drawing-room. If any one had taken it from there we should have seen them."

"I see by my notes," said Alleyn, "that Lord Charles was alone in the drawing-room for some time."

"Then," said Henry stolidly, "he would have seen anybody who came in and took the skewer."

"Did you happen to look at the hall table on this visit?"

"Yes, I did. I looked to see if his hat and coat were gone. Of course they were. He was in the lift, I suppose, by then."

Alleyn clasped his hands together on the table and seemed to contemplate them. Then he raised his head and looked at Henry. "Can you remember seeing anything on the table?"

"I remember very well that there was nothing on it but a vase of flowers."

"Nothing? You are positive?"

"Quite. I remember the look of the table very clearly. It reflected the light from the window. Some one must have given the vase a knock because there was some water lying on the table. It's rather a favourite of my father's and I remember thinking that the water ought to be mopped up. I gave it a wipe with my handkerchief, but it wasn't very successful. I didn't do anything more about it. I was afraid that Aunt V. might come out of cover and I'd had a bellyful of Aunt V. I went into the drawing-room. But there was nothing on the table."

"Would you swear to that? I mean, take a legal oath?"

"Yes," said Henry, "I would."

"What did you talk about when you went into the drawing-room?"

For the first time during the interview Henry seemed to be disconcerted. His eyes went blank. He repeated: "Talk about?" on a note that held an overtone of helplessness.

"Yes. What did you say to your father and your brothers or they to you?"

"I don't remember. I--oh, yes, I asked if the Gabriels had gone."

"Anything else?"

"No. I don't think anybody said anything."

"And yet," said Alleyn, "you must have all been feeling most elated."

"We--yes. Yes, of course, we were."

"Everything all right again. Lord Wutherwood had promised to see you out of the wood. Crisis averted."

"Yes. Oh, rather. It was wonderful," said Henry.

"And yet you all sat there saying nothing except to ask if the benefactor was out of the way. Your younger sister tells me that she and Lady Friede, who went into Flat 26 at this stage of the proceedings, also had nothing to say. A curious reaction."

"Perhaps our hearts," said Henry, recovering his poise, "were too full for words."

"Perhaps they were," said Alleyn.

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