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Five Little Pigs :: Christie Agatha
Страница: 96 из 147C, she hoped he’d die of leprosy, it would serve him right. D, she wished a sausage would stick to his nose, like in the fairy story, and never come off. When she’d gone we all laughed, we couldn’t help it, it was such a funny mixture.
Caroline went up to bed immediately afterwards. Miss Williams disappeared after her pupil. Amyas and Elsa went off together into the garden. It was clear that I wasn’t wanted. I went for a stroll by myself. It was a lovely night.
I came down late the following morning. There was no one in the dining-room. Funny the things you do remember. I remember the taste of the kidneys and bacon I ate quite well. They were very good kidneys. Devilled.
Afterwards I wandered out looking for everybody. I went outside, didn’t see anybody, smoked a cigarette, encountered Miss Williams running about looking for Angela, who had played truant as usual when she ought to have been mending a torn frock. I went back into the hall and realized that Amyas and Caroline were having a set-to in the library. They were talking very loud. I heard her say:
‘You and your women! I’d like to kill you. Some day I will kill you.’ Amyas said: ‘Don’t be a fool, Caroline.’ And she said: ‘I mean it, Amyas.’
Well, I didn’t want to overhear any more. I went out again. I wandered along the terrace the other way and came across Elsa.
She was sitting on one of the long seats. The seat was directly under the library window, and the window was open. I should imagine that there wasn’t much she had missed of what was going on inside. When she saw me she got up as cool as a cucumber and came towards me. She was smiling. She took my arm and said:
‘Isn’t it a lovely morning?’
It was a lovely morning for her all right! Rather a cruel girl. No, I think merely honest and lacking in imagination. What she wanted herself was the only thing that she could see.
We’d been standing on the terrace talking for about five minutes, when I heard the library door bang and Amyas Crale came out. He was very red in the face.
He caught hold of Elsa unceremoniously by the shoulder.
He said: ‘Come on, time for you to sit. I want to get on with that picture.’
She said: ‘All right. I’ll just go up and get a pullover. There’s a chilly wind.’
She went into the house.
I wondered if Amyas would say anything to me, but he didn’t say much. Just: ‘These women!’
I said: ‘Cheer up, old boy.’
Then we neither of us said anything till Elsa came out of the house again.
Caroline went up to bed immediately afterwards. Miss Williams disappeared after her pupil. Amyas and Elsa went off together into the garden. It was clear that I wasn’t wanted. I went for a stroll by myself. It was a lovely night.
I came down late the following morning. There was no one in the dining-room. Funny the things you do remember. I remember the taste of the kidneys and bacon I ate quite well. They were very good kidneys. Devilled.
Afterwards I wandered out looking for everybody. I went outside, didn’t see anybody, smoked a cigarette, encountered Miss Williams running about looking for Angela, who had played truant as usual when she ought to have been mending a torn frock. I went back into the hall and realized that Amyas and Caroline were having a set-to in the library. They were talking very loud. I heard her say:
‘You and your women! I’d like to kill you. Some day I will kill you.’ Amyas said: ‘Don’t be a fool, Caroline.’ And she said: ‘I mean it, Amyas.’
Well, I didn’t want to overhear any more. I went out again. I wandered along the terrace the other way and came across Elsa.
She was sitting on one of the long seats. The seat was directly under the library window, and the window was open. I should imagine that there wasn’t much she had missed of what was going on inside. When she saw me she got up as cool as a cucumber and came towards me. She was smiling. She took my arm and said:
‘Isn’t it a lovely morning?’
It was a lovely morning for her all right! Rather a cruel girl. No, I think merely honest and lacking in imagination. What she wanted herself was the only thing that she could see.
We’d been standing on the terrace talking for about five minutes, when I heard the library door bang and Amyas Crale came out. He was very red in the face.
He caught hold of Elsa unceremoniously by the shoulder.
He said: ‘Come on, time for you to sit. I want to get on with that picture.’
She said: ‘All right. I’ll just go up and get a pullover. There’s a chilly wind.’
She went into the house.
I wondered if Amyas would say anything to me, but he didn’t say much. Just: ‘These women!’
I said: ‘Cheer up, old boy.’
Then we neither of us said anything till Elsa came out of the house again.