Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
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<strong>Raisins</strong> <strong>and</strong> Almonds 181<br />
‘Because we were using holy text for secular purposes,’ concluded<br />
Solly.<br />
‘Oy,’ said Simon. ‘And my lover threw me out this morning<br />
<strong>and</strong> told me to go away <strong>and</strong> play like a boy.’<br />
‘You are a boy,’ Abe pointed out. ‘And the pleasures of the<br />
flesh are a snare.’<br />
‘Far too young to have a lover. The strange woman’s kiss goes<br />
down like wine, but her steps lead to perdition,’ quoted David.<br />
‘Shah,’ pleaded Simon. ‘Enough.’<br />
‘What says the sage? “Deliver us from the woman, the strange<br />
woman who flatters with her words, for her house inclines to<br />
death, <strong>and</strong> her paths unto the dead,” ’ added Isaac Cohen.<br />
Simon was struck with a vision of Phryne, white <strong>and</strong> predatory<br />
in the half-dark. He could feel her remembered nipples<br />
hardening under his h<strong>and</strong>s. He shifted in his seat <strong>and</strong> decided<br />
that there were things to be said for the flattering woman, even<br />
if her paths did lead to death. But he had received his breakfast<br />
time orders from the same stranger, <strong>and</strong> if he carried them out<br />
he might get to spend another night in her bed.<br />
‘I know where Yossi’s formula is,’ said Simon.<br />
‘You know? You didn’t tell us before? Where?’ dem<strong>and</strong>ed<br />
David.<br />
‘It’s in the book. Shimeon did as he was told, before he<br />
died.’<br />
‘But how can we get it?’ asked Solly.<br />
‘I should know?’ asked Simon, almost disliking his friends.<br />
They were all leaning forward with identical hungry expressions.<br />
Had one of them set that pitiless trap which had slaughtered<br />
poor Shimeon? Was one of them, gottenyu, a murderer?<br />
Suddenly he wanted to be home, eating kasha <strong>and</strong> being<br />
scolded for not telling his mother where he was. But he would<br />
go on with his task. ‘The lady who owns the shop, Miss Lee, she’s<br />
giving the unread books away, to the Isl<strong>and</strong> Missions. They’ll be<br />
packed up <strong>and</strong> in the undercroft of the market tonight. And that’s<br />
all I could find out,’ he said, forestalling further questions.