The spring of the tiger by Holt Victoria 1906-1993

Author:Holt, Victoria, 1906-1993
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ashington, Sarah (Fictitious character), Murder, Actresses, Country life, Pearls, Insanity (Law), Revenge, Suicide victims
Publisher: Garden City, N.Y. : Doubleday
Published: 1979-03-11T05:00:00+00:00

rooms, were spacious kitchens, stone-floored with big white cupboards. Everything had been freshly cleaned and painted. I saw several servants—boys like those who had brought the tea and two men and two women. They all bowed obsequiously when Clinton presented them to me, and I was sure I would never remember all their names and which was which. They were very curious about me and they were clearly terrified that something might displease Clinton.

He is indeed the master, I thought, and this is his territory.

There was a laundry room and a cooling room where there were boxes of ice which I imagined were very necessary to preserve food in this climate.

Beyond the kitchens were the servants' quarters. I was taken into them. They were spotlessly clean and I guessed had been made ready for this inspection, which they knew would come.

We went upstairs where there were several bedrooms.

"This is ours," said Clinton with pride. My eyes went to the bed, which was large and covered with a silken embroidered counterpane. Mosquito nets hung from the canopy and I noticed that across all the windows was a fine wire netting. The floor was of dark wood and covered with mats of blue and green to match the embroidery on the counterpane. It did not look as if it had been designed for a bachelor and I wondered if Clinton had given instructions as to how it was to be done before he went away. On a table was a bronze Buddha about a foot high, seated in the lotus position. The face was lifelike and the eyes seemed to follow me rather sardonically, I thought.

Clinton noticed me looking at it. "You don't like it.'*

"It looks evil in a way."

"Evil! The Buddha. Certainly not. I hope you don't dislike it too much. It was given to me by a friend. The servants would think it would mean bad luck to the house if I took it away."

It was rather silly of me to be affected by a bronze figure. I excused myself. I was in a rather emotional state I supposed. I kept thinking of the old days and my outings with Toby and I was beginning to feel homesick already.

At one end of the room were two steps leading to a dais which

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