The Seven Dials Mystery by Christie Agatha

Author:Christie, Agatha [Agatha, Christie,]
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Published: 2010-06-23T04:00:00+00:00

The Seven Dials Mystery

Chapter 18

JIMMY'S ADVENTURES

Our chronicle must here split into three separate and distinct portions.

The night was to prove an eventful one and each of the three persons involved saw it from his or her own individual angle.

We will begin with that pleasant and engaging youth, Mr. Jimmy Thesiger, at a moment when he has at last exchanged final good-nights with his fellow conspirator, Bill Eversleigh.

“Don't forget,” said Bill, “three a.m. If you're still alive, that is,” he added kindly.

“I may be an ass,” said Jimmy, with rancorous remembrance of the remark Bundle had repeated to him, “but I'm not nearly so much of an ass as I look.”

“That's what you said about Gerry Wade,” said Bill slowly. “Do you remember? And that very night he -”

“Shut up, you damned fool,” said Jimmy. “Haven't you got any tact?”

“Of course I've got tact,” said Bill. “I'm a budding diplomatist. All diplomatists have tact.”

“Ah!” said Jimmy. “You must be still in what they call the larval stage.”

“I can't get over Bundle,” said Bill, reverting abruptly to a former topic. “I should certainly have said that she'd be - well, difficult. Bundle's improved. She's improved very much.”

“That's what your Chief was saying,” said Jimmy. “He said he was agreeably surprised.”

“I thought Bundle was laying it on a bit thick myself,” said Bill. “But Codders is such an ass he'd swallow anything. Well, night-night. I expect you'll have a bit of a job waking me when the times comes - but stick to it.”

“It won't be much good if you've taken a leaf out of Gerry Wade's book,” said Jimmy maliciously.

Bill looked at him reproachfully.

“What the hell do you want to go and make a chap uncomfortable for?” he demanded.

“You're only getting your own back,” said Jimmy. “Toddle along.”

But Bill lingered. He stood uncomfortably, first on one foot and then on the other.

“Look here,” he said.

“Yes?”

“What I mean to say is - well, I mean you'll be all right and all that, won't you? It's all very well ragging, but when I think of poor old Gerry - and then poor old Ronny -”

Jimmy gazed at him in exasperation. Bill was one of those who undoubtedly meant well, but the result of his efforts would not be described as heartening.

“I see,” he remarked, “that I shall have to show you Leopold.”

He slipped his hand into the pocket of the dark blue suit into which he had just changed and held out something for Bill's inspection.

“A real, genuine, blue-nosed automatic,” he said with modest pride.

“No. I say,” said Bill, “is it really?”

He was undoubtedly impressed.

“Stevens, my man, got him for me. Warranted clean and methodical in his habits. You press the button and Leopold does the rest.”

“Oh!” said Bill. “I say, Jimmy?”

“Yes?”

“Be careful, won't you? I mean, don't go loosing that thing off at anybody. Pretty awkward if you shot old Digby walking in his sleep.”

“That's all right,” said Jimmy. “Naturally, I want to get value out of Leopold now I've bought him, but I'll curb my blood-thirsty instincts as far as possible.

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