The Murder Room by P D James

Author:P D James [James, P D]
Format: epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781400076093
Publisher: Vintage
Published: 2010-03-24T20:25:54+00:00

scene of crime was natural and could be a laudable spur to action. A >ip| detective who had become so blase, so case-hardened that pity and |Bj anger could find no place in his or her response to the pain and waste "JpH of murder would be wise to look for another job. But anger against a "fi suspect was an indulgence which could dangerously pervert judge- Jg ment. And tangled with this anger she was trying to control was an �*! emotion equally reprehensible. Essentially honest, she recognized it 'with some shame: it was class-resentment.

She had always seen the class war as the resort of people who were unsuccessful, insecure or envious. She was none of these things. So why was she feeling such anger? She had spent years and energy putting the past behind her: her illegitimacy, the acceptance that she would now never know the name of her father, that life in the city tower block with her disgruntled grandmother, the smell, the noise, the all-pervading hopelessness. But in escaping to a job which had got her away more effectively from Ellison Fairweather Buildings than could any other, had she left something of herself behind, a vestigial loyalty to the dispossessed and the poor? She had changed her lifestyle, her friends - even, by imperceptible stages, the way she spoke. She had become middle-class. But when the chips were down, wasn't she still on the side of those almost forgotten neighbours? And wasn't it the Mrs Faradays, the prosperous, educated, liberal middle-class who in the end controlled their lives? She thought, They criticize us for illiberal responses which they never need experience. They don't have to live in a local authority tower block slum with a vandalized lift and constant incipient violence. They don't send their children to schools where the classrooms are battlefields and eighty per cent of the children can't speak English. If their kids are delinquent they get sent to a psychiatrist, not a ^outh Court. If they need urgent medical treatment they can always go private. No wonder they can afford to be so bloody liberal.

She sat in silence, watching AD's long fingers on the wheel. Surely the air in the car must be throbbing with the turbulence of her feelings.

Dalgliesh said, 'It isn't as simple as that, Kate.'

Kate thought, No, nothing ever is. But it's simple enough for me. She said suddenly, 'Do you think she was telling the truth - about the affair still carrying on, I mean? We've only her word for it. Did you think Angela was lying, sir, when she spoke to you?'

198 'No. I think most of what she said was the truth. And now Dupayne's dead she may have convinced herself that the affair had effectively ended, that one weekend away with him would mark the end. Grief can play odd tricks with people's perception of the truth. But as far as Mrs Faraday is concerned, it doesn't matter whether the lovers were or weren't proposing to have that weekend.

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