Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)

1 8 Kerry Greenwood
‘You know that the police have said that they are confident of finding
the real murderer? Have you read Jack Robinson’s statement?’
She gave Miss Lee a cutting, and she read it and smiled.
‘Very clear,’ she approved. ‘Detective Inspector Robinson has
admitted his mistake like a gentleman.’
‘Do you have a theory about the murder?’
‘No,’ said Miss Lee. ‘I really don’t know anything about it.’
‘Is there anything you would like to say about it all?’ asked
the girl, sensing that she needed a quote.
‘Many people have worked very hard to expose this mistake.
Miss Fisher the detective and Mr. Abrahams, my landlord.’
‘And what would you like to say to all the people who believed
so firmly in your innocence?’ asked the journalist.
‘Thank you,’ said Miss Lee, sitting down rather abruptly.
‘Just thank you.’
‘And that’s all,’ said Dot, returning with a vase full of red
roses and a strong feeling that Miss Lee was not as calm as she
sounded. Dot shoved the young woman into the street and shut
the door with a slam.
‘I do mean thank you,’ said Miss Lee to Mr. Abrahams. He
took her hand and kissed it.
‘What else should I do?’ he asked, gesturing with the other
hand. ‘I see a lady in trouble, falsely accused yet, I should ignore
it? Believe me, it was nothing. So, now, I have to go. That son of
mine should be coming to tell me the whole megillah. I just came
to see you’re all right. Nu?’ he asked on a rising inflection.
‘Yes,’ said Miss Lee, realizing that this was the case. ‘I’m all
right.’
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Phryne was mildly worried about Simon as the day wore on. His sulk
seemed to be lasting a little too long. But spoiled young men will be
spoiled young men and would come around in time. Or not.
Phryne had conducted a council of war with Bert, Cec and
Jack Robinson. A plan of action was settled upon. Conclusive
evidence was needed to make sure that no stain remained on Miss