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the air outside the open windows had not yet cooled to the lusciousness of evening. “Almost all the<br />
women in the Raj had their little pills and potions and a woman like Rose more than most. I<br />
remember that her traveling satchel rattled and clanked like a great group of brass bells whenever I<br />
would venture to move it. Ah, that satchel. She wouldn’t let it out of her sight.”<br />
“So what do we make of that?” Rayley said thoughtfully. “If she had been relying on<br />
opium in some form ever since the fifties she was almost certainly an addict of the highest order by<br />
the time she died. Would her doctor confess to providing the opiates if we manage to find him?”<br />
“We can find her doctor in the snap of a finger,” Tom said. “He is no doubt a member of<br />
the Byculla Club, that small circle, and he will confess, I venture, with great alacrity simply because<br />
he will not see it as a confession. There are two groups of people who look upon drug addiction<br />
without shame, my dear detectives, and that is the very rich and the very poor. They discuss their<br />
medications openly, while middle class citizens might hide the needle or the pillbox. If Rose<br />
Weaver’s laudanum was given to her by a doctor, then I would venture she took it as casually as you<br />
might take a bicarbonate of soda. And I would further venture that she was not the only person in her<br />
household who was an addict.”<br />
“I know I said we might follow a thread of assumption,” Trevor said with a sigh. “But<br />
let us not spin it out for miles. Whyever would you say all that?”<br />
“Did you see how much alcohol was consumed last night at the Byculla Club?” Tom<br />
asked wryly. “Even I was given pause. And it was all of them – young, old, male, female – the<br />
whole lot drinking with a steadiness that would put a group of cavalry officers under the table. We<br />
all were feeling the effects by the end of that so-called cocktail hour, while the members of the Club<br />
merely proceeded into dinner and took up another round of pegs. I would bet my pocket watch that<br />
the entire Raj is riddled with alcoholics and addicts.”<br />
“You don’t have a pocket watch,” Trevor said.<br />
“Quite right. Then I shall wager yours.”<br />
“Tom’s observations are sound,” Geraldine said. “I have never known women who<br />
drink like these women drink…not then and not now. And the pills… Rose was not the only one of<br />
the chaperones whose satchels were rattling, I assure you of that.” She looked at Trevor with a<br />
serious expression. “I believe it starts because they are all so very bored. So much leisure, you<br />
know, without even the duties of motherhood to distract them, since the squadrons of nannies and the<br />
British boarding schools lift their children from their arms at almost the moment of birth. It is as if<br />
they are trapped eternally in a railway station, waiting for a train which never seems to arrive. And if<br />
one’s entire day is filled with nothing but sitting about the house or the Club, why not have a glass of<br />
wine with luncheon, or a bottle? Why not have a bit of opium to distract the mind as well as soothe<br />
the body?”<br />
“It happens in London too,” Tom said. “Among a certain class. And I daresay the<br />
doctors are especially lax when a patient is the age of Rose Weaver. It is not ethical, I know this,<br />
Trevor, so don’t you glower like that at me. But it is expedient. A woman comes to her physician, full<br />
of vague complaints, and it is all too easy to sedate her – and thus silence her - and tell yourself that<br />
you will deal with the effects later. But of course, if the patient is in her seventies, the doctor likely<br />
believes that he will never have to deal with the effects. Even if she becomes dependent upon the<br />
medication, the odds are she will die of something else first.”<br />
“That’s all very well,” said Trevor. “But why would you say that Rose was not the only<br />
addict in the household?”<br />
“Two reasons,” said Tom. “Addiction is frequently shared by spouses or family