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Mystery Mile. Margery Allingham
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isbn 9781479450497
Автор произведения Margery Allingham
Жанр Зарубежные детективы
Издательство Ingram
The stranger smiled and went on. His voice revealed a soothing quality.
‘You will have your dark hour,’ he said, ‘but it will pass. There is serenity for you. Beware of strangers, although you will not marry one of your own people. Your domains will be wide, and you will know the peace which is the lowing of kine over small meadows. That is your fortune. It is a pity that I cannot promise as much to you all.’
He spoke the last words softly, and although his tone was unchanged, the soothing effect of Isopel’s reading was completely spoiled, and an unpleasant flavour remained.
He made his adieux immediately afterwards, and Giles and Marlowe settled with him, paying the trifling sum he demanded with some surprise.
The car disappeared down the narrow road. As it passed, the whistle that had heralded its approach sounded once more from the garden. The seven cries were repeated one after the other, each fainter and farther off than the one before. Mr Campion and Giles were standing with Marlowe.
‘Seven,’ said Giles. ‘The Seven Whistlers. That means the end of the world, so they say.’
‘That means he’s gone,’ said Mr Campion with relief. ‘My respected friends George and ’Anry, with their five sons, have performed their spot of policing with great success. No one comes over the Stroud at night in future without our knowing on the moment. These blessed lads are posted every five hundred yards along the road. The moment a stranger passes any one of them—well, it’s Owl Friday. Trespassers will be persecuted, you see.’
They went back towards the door laughing. Biddy met them on the threshold. Judge Lobbett and his daughter were behind her, and a stout perplexed old woman who had evidently entered by the back way hovered at her side.
Biddy was pale and her brown eyes spoke unnamed terrors. There was something in her hand which she held out to her brother.
‘Giles,’ she said, ‘look at this. Alice has just brought it over.’
The boy took the crumpled piece of paper and the big old-fashioned ring she gave him. It lay gleaming in his hand.
‘ “Giles and Albert come over alone,” ’ he read slowly.
A look of horror suddenly dawned in his face.
‘St Swithin!’ he said breathlessly. ‘His ring! He would never part with that unless—’
The words were silenced by a sound which reached them clearly through the open window, sharp and unmistakable. A gunshot on the night air.
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