Raisins and almonds - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
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<strong>Raisins</strong> <strong>and</strong> Almonds<br />
so we had to walk back in the snow, you remember?’ she asked<br />
fondly, <strong>and</strong> Benjamin Abrahams chuckled.<br />
‘I could smell trouble in France—there were synagogues<br />
desecrated <strong>and</strong> much anti-Semitic dreck in the newspapers. The<br />
Protocols of the Elders of Zion, feh! Even when everyone knows<br />
that it is a Russian forgery, they were reprinting it. So when the<br />
chalk drawing was sold, we came out here to join my brother<br />
Chaim—he was not doing well in business <strong>and</strong> wanted a position,<br />
<strong>and</strong> he’s family, of course, <strong>and</strong> a great help Chaim is, my<br />
right-h<strong>and</strong> man, eh Chaim?’<br />
‘A mitzvah,’ said Chaim. ‘A blessing.’<br />
‘No, no, Chaim, don’t say that. You’re too modest. I couldn’t<br />
have managed without you,’ said his brother.<br />
Chaim shook his head, smiled, <strong>and</strong> took some more sherry.<br />
It was evidently an old argument. Mr. Abrahams continued, ‘So<br />
I came here <strong>and</strong> bought a house <strong>and</strong> a little property—we are<br />
very lucky. And you, Miss Fisher?’<br />
‘Phryne, please. I was born here <strong>and</strong> I was very poor until a lot<br />
of young men were killed in the Great War, <strong>and</strong> then I was suddenly<br />
rich <strong>and</strong> hauled off to Engl<strong>and</strong>. After I left school there wasn’t<br />
anything for me to do but Good Works or flower arranging, so I<br />
ran away to Paris; <strong>and</strong> then I came here because a man hired me<br />
to find out if his daughter was being poisoned by her husb<strong>and</strong>. I<br />
like it here. I bought a house in St. Kilda. I have a maid <strong>and</strong> a staff<br />
<strong>and</strong> two adopted daughters, a cat called Ember, <strong>and</strong> just yesterday<br />
my household was increased by a new puppy. I’ve been very lucky,<br />
too,’ said Phryne, who was always willing to count her blessings.<br />
Mrs. Abrahams beamed upon Phryne. This wealthy young<br />
woman was content in her independence <strong>and</strong> would not give<br />
it up to snare a rich boy, even one so beautiful <strong>and</strong> attractive as<br />
her son Simon.<br />
‘Tell me, do all the Jews in Melbourne speak with one voice<br />
about policy?’ asked Phryne. ‘There seem to be a number of<br />
views on immigration. And Palestine.’<br />
‘No, no, one voice? Ten thous<strong>and</strong> voices. There is a divide in<br />
the Jewish community,’ responded Mr. Abrahams. ‘Those across