The Second Golden Age of Mystery & Crime MEGAPACK ®: Ruth Chessman by Ruth Chessman

Author:Ruth Chessman [Chessman, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: sleuth, murder, mystery detective, crime
ISBN: 9781479407491
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2015-10-14T16:00:00+00:00

Harriet was discreetly worshipful, but only to the exact degree the perfect secretary ought to be. Mr. Matthews, a pedestrian lawyer at best, began to regard Sherman with a mixture of awe and alarm—as if he were an irradiated Clarence Darrow. To Sherman, whistling a love song, the world looked sweet.

As if to fill his cup to running over, one fine spring day Ellen announced that since their tenant’s lease was up, she had decided it was a good time for them to move into the house themselves.

“It should take six months to have the house renovated and furnished enough for us to move in. I know you’ll be glad I sold the old furniture to the tenants,” Ellen said.

This was precisely the ordered planning Sherman loved. The tenants moved out, and Ellen began picking color schemes. At one point Sherman said, “How are you doing with the house, Ellen? I’m quite a hand with colors, you know.”

“Are you, dear?” she asked absently.

He tried again. “I mean—I’d like to see what you’re doing—I may be able to contribute some ideas.”

“Yes, dear,” she said. He felt like a fool—an angry fool, for a minute or so, but his anger passed soon enough into the limbo of all his other emotions, and it was as if it had never been.

Ellen never came to the office once she quit. “I don’t approve of interfering wives,” she would say, and he could have sworn he heard Sarah in her voice.

Besides, she was much too busy to take the time to visit his office. She was at furniture houses, drapery houses, rug houses, all day long.

As she had predicted, in about six months Ellen decided the time had come to move into the house. Sherman had not been back to it since the tenants left, but he knew it would now be perfect because Ellen would settle for nothing less. When he left work he went to the house that had been home to him for most of his life, parked his car where he always had, at the foot of the little rise which the house topped. Sarah’s car used to have priority for the garage, and sure enough there was Ellen’s, already snugly parked inside.

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