Murder on a Mystery Tour by Marian Babson

Author:Marian Babson
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Open Road Media
Published: 2019-12-16T16:00:00+00:00

‘It’s all right,’ Lettie greeted Midge as she entered the kitchen. ‘We’ve done all the rooms, but Grace is fairly knackered now. How about letting her get murdered before Hermione? She could use the rest.’

‘All right,’ Midge said, ‘but make it after tea, rather than lunch. I think everyone could do with a quiet interval. They’ve been racing around searching for Bramwell.’

‘Not all of them,’ Lettie said. ‘The sensible ones have been stretched out in front of the fire, catching up with their Thirties paperbacks. Some of them have even been playing bridge. And Bram’s had a lovely peaceful morning helping Cedric.’

‘Yes, but I’m afraid his peace is over. If he doesn’t put in an appearance at lunch, they’re planning to search for him outside—’

A gust of wind hurled snow against the window-panes with a slapping sound. It was worse than ever out there.

‘And we can’t have that,’ Midge finished. ‘They don’t know their way around. If any of them got lost in this blizzard …’ She shuddered.

‘I take your point,’ Lettie said, ‘but it does seem hard lines on poor Bram, to throw him to those—those wolverines.’

‘Nevertheless,’ Midge said firmly, ‘if it comes to a choice between him and us, it’s going to be him. I’ve already been warned that we’ll be sued if anyone catches pneumonia.’

‘You’re right—it’s going to be him.’ Reggie had come up behind them silently. ‘You’re a nice girl, Lettie, and your kind heart does you credit, but if you want to save Bramwell from a fate worse than death, you’re going to have to make an honest man of him and marry him yourself. Why don’t we announce the engagement at lunch?’

‘Don’t even joke about it!’ Midge was aghast. ‘Those Chandler harpies would tear her limb from limb. I don’t think they’re normal.’

‘Not to mention his mother,’ Lettie said. ‘We could use another diversion—but not that much of a one.’

The sharp peal of the bell startled them all, then Reggie swore briefly.

‘We’ll disconnect it while she’s at lunch,’ Midge said quickly. ‘This is too much. We can’t cope with her demands as well as those of a houseful of guests—’

‘Impossible,’ Reggie said flatly.

‘I’ll explain to her myself—’ Midge broke off, realizing that that was not what Reggie had meant. She followed his gaze to the number swinging in its little box.

‘Impossible,’ he said again. ‘That room’s unoccupied.’

‘Oh dear. It must be those Chandler twins. They’ll be barging into the private quarters next.’

‘Let me go up there.’ Lettie started for the door. ‘I’ll give them the scare of their useless lives!’

‘Ignore it,’ Midge said. ‘We haven’t time now. We’ve got to start serving lunch.’

‘You still have a few minutes,’ Reggie said. ‘Most of them are still in the bar. I just came out for more ice.’ He opened the fridge and began filling the ice bucket.

‘Suppose you break it to Bram,’ Midge suggested to Lettie, ‘that Workers’ Playtime is over. He’s on duty in the dining-room—as of now.’

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