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 18<br />
She thought about Miss Lee, another remarkable woman.<br />
Straight out of bondage, she had h<strong>and</strong>led the press with<br />
resource. The screaming headlines in The Herald with a female<br />
by-line—who would have thought it?—were evidence of her<br />
wisdom. ‘Bookshop owner cleared of murder charges’, it had<br />
said. ‘Police apologize.’ In much smaller letters which seemed to<br />
convey some scepticism, the front page added ‘Police confident<br />
of early arrest’. Phryne hoped that this very public retraction<br />
<strong>and</strong> absolution would silence gossip, but knew that it would<br />
persist. But Miss Lee had h<strong>and</strong>led confinement with aplomb.<br />
A woman who could concentrate on Latin declensions under<br />
such circumstances could h<strong>and</strong>le gossip.<br />
Phryne was just rehearsing her own knowledge of that language—capio,<br />
capere, cepi, captum—when she heard a creak.<br />
The door into the undercroft from Exhibition Street was<br />
opening.<br />
Phryne felt the tension level in the hot air rising. A slim dark<br />
figure was fumbling along the wall, looking for a light switch.<br />
There was a crash as he tripped over <strong>and</strong> a choked scream as he<br />
was apprehended by Robinson, who recognized him.<br />
‘Yossi Liebermann,’ grunted the policeman. ‘Now don’t<br />
struggle, young man. We’re after bigger game than you. You’re<br />
small fry. Now sit still <strong>and</strong> don’t say a word, <strong>and</strong> maybe I won’t<br />
charge you with breaking <strong>and</strong> entering, for which you’ll get six<br />
months. No, Constable, it’s not the one,’ he said to his offsider,<br />
who had run to his aid. ‘Tell the others to stay where they are<br />
<strong>and</strong> keep mum. This is just a young fool <strong>and</strong> nothing’s going to<br />
happen to him if he gives his word to be quiet.’<br />
‘I give my word.’ Yossi, released, crouched by Phryne’s side.<br />
She put down her h<strong>and</strong> <strong>and</strong> he grasped it urgently. His h<strong>and</strong><br />
was hot <strong>and</strong> sweaty with fear <strong>and</strong> shock.<br />
‘Miss, please…my formula,’ he pleaded, almost in a whisper.<br />
‘Shah,’ said Phryne. ‘Later.’<br />
‘How did you know that he wasn’t the murderer?’ asked<br />
Phryne of Robinson in an undertone.