Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
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18 Kerry Greenwood<br />
‘Simon, yeled tov, good boy!’ exclaimed Solly, clapping him<br />
on the back. ‘So, we get the book, we find the formula, we give<br />
it to the people we know of, <strong>and</strong>…’<br />
‘Next year,’ said David Kaplan, ‘in Jerusalem.’<br />
999<br />
Simon still felt bad. He did not want to be thanked for his part<br />
in this trap which Miss Fisher was constructing at the Eastern<br />
Market. He w<strong>and</strong>ered about a little, bought a bunch of cornflowers,<br />
his mother’s favourite, <strong>and</strong> was waiting for a tram when a car<br />
pulled up beside him <strong>and</strong> a familiar voice invited, ‘Get in.’<br />
Simon <strong>and</strong> the cornflowers did as they were instructed.<br />
999<br />
‘No, I don’t know where he is,’ Phryne told Mrs. Abrahams,<br />
now sounding shrill. ‘I haven’t seen him. Have you tried<br />
Kadimah?’<br />
‘The caretaker I sent down special to see if he was there,’ said<br />
Julia Abrahams. ‘Been there, the young men said, gone hours<br />
ago. Where can he be?’<br />
‘I’ll find him,’ Phryne assured her. ‘And I’ll send him home.’<br />
‘Is he all right?’ wailed Mrs. Abrahams.<br />
‘I don’t know, but I expect so.’ Phryne was not at all sure. The<br />
young man should have surfaced from even the most monumental<br />
sulk by now. ‘But I’ll find him,’ she promised.<br />
‘Such a clip I’ll give him when he gets here,’ said Mrs.<br />
Abrahams, <strong>and</strong> rang off, only slightly mollified.<br />
Phryne dined early <strong>and</strong> well with her conspirators. Bert <strong>and</strong> Cec<br />
had borrowed suitable garments for moving large boxes. Phryne<br />
was dressed in men’s clothes, suitable for whatever might happen.<br />
She had serge trousers, men’s shoes <strong>and</strong> a soft dark shirt, <strong>and</strong> looked<br />
almost epicene to eyes unused to women in trousers.<br />
There was a rumbling in the sky as they left. The air was<br />
close <strong>and</strong> very hot.<br />
‘Thunder tonight,’ said Bert, looking at the sullen sky.<br />
‘There’s going to be a storm,’ agreed Robinson.