Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
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1 0 Kerry Greenwood<br />
Phryne smiled the smile of a canary-fed cat. ‘Not everywhere.<br />
They just thought that they looked everywhere. They got the<br />
alchemical paintings, though. I left them on my dressing table.<br />
But the paper <strong>and</strong> the translation—no.’<br />
‘How can you tell?’ asked Simon. ‘You haven’t checked.’<br />
‘Yes, I have. Now, I think we should open a bottle of champagne,<br />
which is still cooling in the bucket over there just as Mr.<br />
Butler left it. The burglar had no taste for good wine, fortunately.<br />
There are glasses in the cupboard underneath, <strong>and</strong> he’s learned<br />
from Mrs. Rose’s. He didn’t break one of them.’<br />
‘Phryne,’ Simon begged. ‘Please!’<br />
‘No one ever died of curiosity, Simon dear, <strong>and</strong> I’d rather<br />
you didn’t know. What you don’t know cannot be persuaded or<br />
forced from you.’<br />
‘You’re serious, aren’t you?’<br />
Phryne lit a cigarette <strong>and</strong> drew in the smoke hungrily.<br />
‘Certainly. Consider: to get into this room, someone had to<br />
climb the tree <strong>and</strong> then the roof, a dangerous climb with no holds.<br />
I have felt as though someone was watching me for the last few<br />
nights, he must have been waiting until we were all out. The person<br />
took a huge risk of being seen by anyone passing by in the street or<br />
being caught by either of the two groups who returned at a more<br />
decorous time than we did. I expect that the girls were home by<br />
ten, <strong>and</strong> Dot would not have let Hugh stay beyond eleven. And<br />
the Butlers would have come home about then, possibly a little<br />
later depending on the running of the last tram. Our burglar really<br />
wanted to get in. It must have taken fully half an hour to search<br />
as comprehensively as he did. No, this is serious, Simon, <strong>and</strong> I<br />
am getting a better latch on that window tomorrow. Not even<br />
my insurance company thought that a window in an upper floor<br />
needed a lock. And you know how constitutionally suspicious<br />
insurance companies are. Thank you,’ she said, gulping thirstily.<br />
‘All right, it’s serious. But if it wasn’t me, <strong>and</strong> I’ve known it<br />
wasn’t me all along,’ said Simon severely, ‘then who was it?’<br />
‘Agents or minions of the buyer,’ replied Phryne. ‘See if you<br />
can persuade your friends to tell you who it is. I underst<strong>and</strong>