The Spirit Is Willing by T. E. Kinsey

Author:T. E. Kinsey [Kinsey, T. E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781523272716
Google: q71DjwEACAAJ
Publisher: CreateSpace Independent Publishing Platform
Published: 2016-01-05T16:00:00+00:00

Lady Hardcastle was still fast asleep when I let myself in, so I dropped my bag in the hall and set about getting breakfast going and making up a tray for her. As I busied myself in the kitchen I was struck with the sudden realization that I had been most foolish in my haste to get home: Joe had promised me a nice big country breakfast. Ah, well, it couldn’t be helped. He got his bacon, eggs, bread, tomatoes and mushrooms from the same places we did, after all, so it’s not as though he was going to be giving me any local delicacies that I wouldn’t have at home. And he wasn’t the world’s most gifted chef, either, so it was unlikely to be a great luxury. Except, of course, that the great luxury would be someone else doing all the cooking, no matter how inexpertly, and serving it to me on a huge platter while I sat at a table in the snug and sipped strongly-brewed tea from a great big mug. Harrumph.

With a cup of tea and a round of buttered toast on the tray I went upstairs and knocked on her bedroom door. There was no answer, so I opened it and went in. She stirred a little at the sound of the teacup rattling in its saucer as I negotiated the pile of discarded clothes on the floor.

‘Is that you, Flo?’ she said blearily.

‘Let’s hope so, eh?’ I said. ‘Although a burglar that made you tea and toast wouldn’t be entirely unwelcome.’

‘Not entirely, no. What are you doing here? I thought you’d still be at the pub, living it up on bacon and eggs and slabs of toast.’

‘That was the plan, my lady,’ I said. ‘But we were awakened early and by the time all was done, I thought I may as well come home. Good thing I did, by the look of it – you seem to have had some poltergeist activity of your own while I was away.’

‘What do you mean, pet?’ she said, sitting up.

‘There are clothes everywhere,’ I said.

‘Oh pish and fiddlesticks. Not everywhere. Just in that pile there. I didn’t think I should pick them up. I’ve been poorly; I have to take it easy.’

‘Take it easy, my lady? If you took it any easier you’d be in a coma.’

‘Oh, let’s not make a fuss about a few clothes on the floor, what got you up in the middle of the night? Ghoulies and ghosties and long-leggedy beasties?’

‘And things that smash jugs in the night, yes.’

‘Tell all,’ she said.

I sat on the bed and gave her a brief outline of the morning’s events. She listened attentively while she munched on the toast and when I was done, she sat in quiet contemplation for a few moments.

‘Was Joe going to tell Sergeant Dobson about the new message?’ she said at length.

‘I didn’t ask him to specifically,’ I said. ‘But you know what those two are like. We can pop up

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