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 1 1<br />
s-she ought to be quite prostrated, and s-she was proposing to<br />
go to a ball, he thought. Every muscle in Professor Brazell’s body,<br />
including quite a few of whose existence he had previously been<br />
happily unaware, twinged at once and he gave a complicated,<br />
wet, all-over wince.<br />
‘Would you mind terribly much if I just lay down and s-slept?’<br />
he asked. ‘For about three thousand years?’<br />
‘Not in the least,’ said Phryne promptly. ‘In that case, I shall<br />
have a brief nap and you can go byes and I’ll come back later. Dot!’<br />
she called, then remembered that Dot was not among those present.<br />
‘Of course, she must still be with Mrs. Hart. Never mind.’<br />
‘Did you s-say Mrs. Hart? I didn’t know that Mr. Hart had<br />
married again.’<br />
‘He hasn’t, it’s Joss’ mother.’ Phryne rinsed foam off her face.<br />
‘I thought Joss Hart’s mother was dead.’<br />
‘No, she’s been somewhere else.’<br />
‘Phryne.’ Brazell grabbed the edge of the bath and wrung out<br />
his beard. ‘S-So did Joss Hart.’<br />
‘What?’ Phryne sat up abruptly and a bow wave sloshed onto<br />
the marble floor.<br />
‘His father told him that his mother went to London and<br />
died there,’ said Brazell. ‘It’s a very affecting s-story. He told me<br />
all about it. S-She’s been missing s-since he was a little boy.’<br />
‘That’s what Adam told me, too, now that you mention it.<br />
Oh, lord, what a tangled web we weave,’ sighed Phryne. ‘Well,<br />
either he’ll recognise her or he won’t and there’s nothing we can<br />
do about it now. Are you clean, Edmund dear?’<br />
A face like a Roman coin turned to her and smiled bravely.<br />
Perhaps Brazell was a little mature for these athletic games,<br />
Phryne reflected. However, with any luck he would be back in<br />
mid-season form with a little rest.<br />
Meanwhile she had a costume which would astonish even at<br />
the Artist’s Ball and she meant to wear it. The silk body stocking<br />
would conceal her bruises and the costume itself was daring,<br />
verging on indecent, without being actually obscene enough to<br />
attract police prosecution.