DEATH BEFORE WICKET - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
DEATH BEFORE WICKET - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
DEATH BEFORE WICKET - Poisoned Pen Press (UK)
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Death Before Wicket 11<br />
‘Well, that may prove useful to you,’ said Phryne. ‘When I<br />
said I was retribution,’ she added, sitting down on the edge of<br />
the desk, ‘I was not overstating the matter. This is no longer a<br />
potty little academic quarrel, carried on by people who are far<br />
too intelligent and have far too little occupation. That’s a real<br />
boy out there and that’s real venom in his veins and he might die.<br />
He may be dead, even now. And some of that is down to you.’<br />
‘I can tell you nothing,’ said Ayers. He was a tall, slim man,<br />
very good looking in a fine-drawn, English way. The weathering<br />
which much standing around in Egyptian sun bestows on the<br />
skin made it difficult for him to pale, but a tic had begun below<br />
his left eye and he was biting his lip.<br />
‘What is this all about?’ asked Phryne. ‘I began to investigate<br />
it at the instance of two young men anxious to clear their friend’s<br />
name. Now I’m up to my elbows in black magicians, tarot cards,<br />
foretellings and secrets, and I’m beginning to get quite cross. I<br />
am loath to threaten you with actual physical harm, Dr. Ayers,<br />
but I will if I have to.’<br />
‘Miss Fisher, it doesn’t matter what you threaten me with,’ said<br />
Ayers with an appearance of frankness. ‘I will tell you nothing.’<br />
‘About the papyrus?’<br />
‘Nothing.’<br />
‘Why won’t you tell me?’ asked Phryne.<br />
‘I can’t tell you that, either.’<br />
Phryne considered him. He was speaking, though not freely,<br />
and the best thing to do would be to keep him speaking. Perhaps<br />
she could get at the truth another way.<br />
‘Dr. Ayers, why did you run?’<br />
‘I was startled.’<br />
‘What startled you?’<br />
‘Joss’s injury.’<br />
‘The nature of his injury?’<br />
‘Yes,’ said the professor.<br />
‘“The snake be against him on land”,’ Phryne quoted. ‘Easier,<br />
perhaps, than trying to find a crocodile in the middle of Sydney.<br />
The closest I’ve seen to a crocodile is that bounder Marrin.’