Cheese E-Book

Ethel Lina White

• Herausgeber: Charles River Editors
• Kategorie: Krimi
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Seitenzahl: 29

Beschreibung

Ethel Lina White was a British writer best known for her crime fiction.  White’s book The Wheel Spins was turned into a popular Alfred Hitchcock film in 1938.  This edition of Cheese includes a table of contents.

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CHEESE

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Ethel Lina White

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TABLE OF CONTENTS

Cheese

CHEESE

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This story begins with a murder. It ends with a mousetrap.

The murder can be disposed of in a paragraph. An attractive girl, carefully reared and educated for a future which held only a twisted throat. At the end of seven months, an unsolved mystery and a reward of £500.

It is a long way from a murder to a mouse-trap—and one with no finger-posts; but the police knew every inch of the way. In spite of a prestige punctured by the press and public, they had solved the identity of the killer. There remained the problem of tracking this wary and treacherous rodent from his unknown sewer in the underworld into their trap.

They failed repeatedly for lack of the right bait.

And unexpectedly, one spring evening, the bait turned up in the person of a young girl.

Cheese.

Inspector Angus Duncan was alone in his office when her message was brought up. He was a red-haired Scot, handsome in a dour fashion, with the chin of a prize-fighter and keen blue eyes.

He nodded.

‘I’ll see her.’

It was between the lights. River, government offices and factories were all deeply dyed with the blue stain of dusk. Even in the city, the lilac bushes showed green tips and an occasional crocus cropped through the grass of the public-gardens, like strewn orange-peel. The evening star was a jewel in the pale green sky.

Duncan was impervious to the romance of the hour. He knew that twilight was but the prelude to night and that darkness was a shield for crime.

He looked up sharply when his visitor was admitted. She was young and flower-faced—her faint freckles already fading away into pallor. Her black suit was shabby, but her hat was garnished for the spring with a cheap cowslip wreath.

As she raised her blue eyes, he saw that they still carried the memory of country sweets...Thereupon he looked at her more sharply for he knew that of all poses, innocence is easiest to counterfeit.

‘You say Roper sent you?’ he enquired.

‘Yes, Maggie Roper.’

He nodded. Maggie Roper—Sergeant Roper’s niece—was already shaping as a promising young Stores’ detective.

‘Where did you meet her?’

At the Girls’ Hostel where I’m staying.’

‘Your name?’

‘Jenny Morgan.’

‘From the country?’

‘Yes. But I’m up now for good.’

For good?...He wondered.

Alone?’

‘Yes.’

‘How’s that?’ He looked at her mourning. ‘People all dead?’

She nodded. From the lightning sweep of her lashes, he knew that she had put in some rough work with a tear. It prejudiced him in her favour. His voice grew more genial as his lips relaxed.

‘Well, what’s it all about?’

She drew a letter from her bag.