Bloody Weekend
Chapter 46
”Not necessary, dear. As you can see, everything
it's going well. Peter has been singled out without us doing anything. I remember,” said Julia Cavendish reminiscing, ”will be a man in Germany who was very rude to me. She grinded train , five days later.”
He opened the door and went out into the garden. William Cavendish sat down, watching Julia's tall, slender figure walk down the path. William Cavendish looked old and weary, and his face was the face of a man who had always lived in fear.
In the kitchen, Gladys Collins, who was decomposing water, looked pitiful listening to a loud rebuke from Mr. Morris. Mrs. Richmod and Miss Lorez followed her scolding.
”What the hell are you , dare to appear and take your own simulant. Though you have no experience what.”
”True,” says Mrs. Richmods.
”If you see me holding a gun, all you deserve to do is come to me and say, ‘Mr. Morris, will you give me an explanation?’”
”Or you can come to me,” sidelines Mrs. Richmods.
”I'm always willing to tell a girl who doesn't know the world what to think.”
”That you can't do,” Morris said with
fierce, ”is going to chatter to a police officer, let alone just to a sergeant! Never contact the police if you don't have to. They come to this house alone is already quite troublesome.”
”Not to bother,” muttered Miss Collins.
”Things like that never happened to me.”
”We all know,” Further Morris, ”how
our lady's that. No matter what he does, nothing surprises me. But the police don't know him as we know him. And it was unthinkable to me that he was made
sorry for the stupid question and the suspicion of suspicion, just because he walked around with a firearm. That's what he used to do, but the police only think about things related to murder and crime. Our employer that
he was in a daze, but he wouldn't want to hurt a fly. It cannot be disputed
he likes to put stuff in
indiscriminate. I'll never forget,” Morris added with a feeling, ”time he brought home a live shrimp pole. The beast was placed alone on a tray of cards in the hallway of the house. I thought my vision was wrong.”
”It must have happened before I started working here,
yes?” sela Collins's.
Mrs. Richmod ended the statement by looking at Gladys who felt very guilty.
”Lain times just tell a story,” said. ”Well, Gladys, we're talking to you for your own good. It is low when we get in touch
with the police, don't forget that! Now you can continue your work cleaning vegetables. Be more careful cleaning the vegetables, though,
like last night.”
Gladys wiped away her tears.
”Yes, Mrs. Richmod,” he said, then walked with a giant step towards the vegetable wash.
Mrs. Richmod said, as if he could predict what will happen, ”I think I will have difficulty making cookies today. The police call that will be made tomorrow is so disgusting. Every time I remember that, I cringe. How could such a thing happen to us.”
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The door of the house sounded. Eloise Hope looked out of the living room window, just as her guest was walking down the path leading to her front door. He knew immediately
who's guest. I want him to know, what
cause a Karen Clark to come
sidelong.
When the woman entered, she brought with her a soft and comfortable fragrance of perfume. Poirot ignites that fragrant aroma. Veronica now wears a bright red knit pullover suit and brown soft leather shoes, like those worn by Graciela. But, he thought for sure, he was completely different from Graciela.
”Miss Hope,” voice woman is fun and mendiberikan, ”I just know who my neighbor. I have been wanting to know you for a long time.”
regretted it.
”That's fun, Miss Clark.”
Karen greeted the tribute with a smile, and rejected Eloise's offer to
tea, coffee, or cocktails.
"No, I just came to have a conversation with you, Miss Hope. To speak seriously. I'm having a hard time.”
”You difficult? It's so sorry.”
Karen sat down, then sighed.
”About the death of Peter Hamilton. The police call tomorrow. You know, don't you?”
”Ya, yes, I know.”
”And everything is fucked up...”.
He suddenly stopped.
”Most people won't actually want to
perforated. But I think you want, because you have knowledge of the nature of human nature.”
”I know a little about the nature of human nature,” Eloise admits.
”Inspector Larkspur never came to see me.
I thought I was fighting with Peter. It does have a point, but not as he imagined. I told him that
seventeen years old I did not meet Peter, but he did not want to believe me. That's right, Miss Hope.”
”Because it's true,” says Eloise, ”it can be saved
easily, so what is it hard for?”
Karen returned her smile in a friendly manner.
”Actually Miss Hope, I dare not to
tell the Inspector what exactly happened that night. His condition
it's really amazing, so he wouldn't want to believe me. But I feel I have to
tell it to someone. That's why I came to you.”
”I feel flattered,” said Eloise calmly.
Eloise Hope saw that Karen Clark thought it was common. She was a woman who was very confident of her influence over others, Eloise thought. He believes that, until sometimes he can be wrong.
”Me and Peter were engaged, seventeen years ago. He loved me so much that sometimes it scared me. He wanted me to stop filming, and sacrifice my own life and mind. He was too sensitive and wanted to master, so I could not stand it. So I broke off the engagement. I think he got hit once with that decision.”
Eloise clucked gently to show her understanding.
”I never saw him again, samepai
last Sunday night. He drove me home. I told the Inspector that we talked briefly about the past. That's a point. But there's actually so much more to it than that."
"Yes?”
”John went crazy he's really crazy. She wanted
leaving his wife and children, and
I got divorced from my husband and married him. He said he never forgot me. He said as soon as he saw me, time stopped..”.
