Bloody Weekend
Chapter 36
”A great desire to find fame,”
repeat Graciela contemplating. ”Yes, I can understand
why are you so dangerous. Does truth give you satisfaction?”
Eloise Hope looked at him curiously.
”What do you mean, Miss West?”
”I can understand if you want to know. But does knowing is enough? Or do you need to take it a step further to
translate a knowledge into a truth?”
Eloise becomes interested in Graciela's path of thought.
”You mean, when I know the real situation
regarding Dr. Hamilton's death, could it be that I
would I be content to keep that knowledge to myself? Do you know the truth about his death?”
Henrietta shrugged.
”The obvious answer seems to be Natasha. It would be ironic that a wife or a husband is always the main defendant.”
”But you disagree?”
”I always like to open many possibilities.”
Eloise Hope calmly said, ”What did you come here for, Miss West?”
”I must admit that I have no desire as big as you have for the truth, Miss Hope.
You should know, Miss Hope, that I am not very trustworthy.”
And then again, that bright little smile. Eloise
wonder, why did he suddenly feel how attractive that smile was.
Calmly he said, ”Indeed not, but you have honesty.”
”Why do you say that?”
Graciela was very surprised, and according to Eloise she seemed rather anxious.
"Because I feel that it's true.”
”Honesty,” reset Graciela while contemplating.
”I want to know what the word really means.”
Graciela sat quietly, contemplating the carpet.
Then he lifted his head, and he looked at Eloise Hope sharply.
”Do you not want to know why I came?”
”Maybe you find it hard to express
with words?”
”Yes, I think so. Tomorrow will be held
police call, Miss Hope. People should
decide how much..”.
Graciela stopped her words. He rises, he,
then walk across to the fireplace. In the transfer of some ornamental fruit there, also a pot containing roses located in
in the middle of a table, to the farthest end of the hearth shield. Then back off to see the change in location, tilting your head.
”Do you see her, Miss Hope?”
”Absolutely not, Miss West.”
”I've guessed you won't like.” He laughed, then deftly returned all to his place again.
”Well, if people want to say something, he has to say it, right? After all, you are the one to talk to. Here's question. If you're concerned, the police know that I'm a lover
Peter Hamilton?”
His voice was flat and contained no emotions. It
not looking at Eloise but at the wall above her head. With his index finger
explore the curves of the urn containing yellow sunflowers.
Strictly and without emotion Eloise Hope said,
”Oh, so. You two are dark lovers?”
”If you prefer to say so.”
Eloise looked at him in wonder.
”Not about how we state it, miss West.”
”Indeed not.”
”Why not?”
Graciela shrugged her shoulders. He's approaching Eloise, though,
then sit next to him, in a chair. Slowly he said, ”People like to paint something se... as thoroughly as possible.”
Eloise Hope's interest in Graciela West
big plus.
”How long has it been... You became a dark lover of Dr Hamilton?” tanyakanya.
”About one year.”
”Can I conclude that the police will have no trouble finding that reality?”
Graciela thinks.
”I don't think so. That is, if they are
looking for that kind of thing.”
”Oh, they will look for it, it can I make sure.”
”Ya, I think so too.”
Graciela silence. He developed his fingers above the knee, and looked at it. Then he caught a glimpse of the friendly fire towards Eloise.
”So, Miss Hope, what should I do? Do I have to go to Inspector Larkspur and say.
say to him?”
Graciela shut up for a moment . Then he went on, he said.
”And maybe that's why I'm talking
with you like this. If only the police
I need to know the real situation between me and Peter, does it need to be stated in public?”
”It depends,” says Eloise. ”Bila police
assuming it had nothing to do with this murder, they would have kept it a secret. Do you feel... worry about it?”
Henrietta nodded. He looked at his finger
again for a while, then suddenly raised his head and spoke. His voice was no longer flat and light.
”Why should people make things worse for
Poor natasha? He adored Peter, and now Peter is dead. He lost Peter. Why did he still have to bear the burden of tamingmahan?”
”So you feel objection because of him?”
”Do you think I am a hypocrite? I think you think that if I were
thinking of Natasha's peace of mind, I really can't be Peter's lover. But you don't understand. That's not the case. I didn't ruin her married life. I'm just one person.. from a sequence.”.
”Oh, is that how it is?”
Graciela turned sharply towards him.
”Not, no, no! Not as it is
you guess. That's what I want the least!
The wrong image, which everyone would have imagined of Peter. That's why I'm talking to you here because I have a vague hope that I can make you understand. I mean, so you can understand what kind of person Peter is! Can I imagine clearly what will happen—title the headline in the newspaper, Love Life as Doctor—Natasha, myself, and Karen Clark. Peter is not like that. He is not a man who thinks much about women. Save the woman who is important to him, but his work! His job is his pleasure and pleasure. If Peter was unconscious at any time, and he was told to name the woman who filled his mind the most, do you know who he would call? Mrs. White.”
”Mrs. White?” Eloise was astonished. ”Who is that anyway
Mrs. White?”
Graciela's voice contained the tone of the day she replied.
”She's an ugly, dirty, wrinkled, sickly and very stubborn old woman. Peter thought about it very much. He's a patient at St.'s Hospital. Carolina. He has a cancer-like disease. I don't know what his name is. It's just that it's a very rare disease. Only one person out of ten thousand million people get the disease every year.
