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  〃Thanks。 But I mean it。 Of course you know I'm just a working girl。〃
  〃Sure。 That's why I was tougher with you。 That; and because I wondered why you were playing dumb。〃
  The statesman Pierce broke us up then; as we entered the living room; and I didn't fight for her。 We collected in the neighborhood of the fireplace for coffee; and there was a good deal of talk about nothing; and after a while somebody suggested television; and Barry Rackham went and turned it on。
  He and Annabel turned out lights。 As the rest of us got settled in favorably placed seats; Mrs。 Rackham left us。 A little later; as I sat in the semi…darkness scowling at a cosmetic mercial; some obscure sense told me that danger was approaching and I jerked my head around。 It was right there at my elbow: a Doberman pinscher; looking larger than normal in that light; staring intently past me at the screen。
  Mrs。 Rackham; just behind it; apparently misinterpreting my quick movement; spoke hastily and loudly above the noise of the broadcast。 〃Don't try to pat him!〃
  〃I won't;〃 I said emphatically。
  〃He'll behave;〃 she assured me。 〃He loves television。〃 She went on with him; farther forward。 As they passed Calvin Leeds the affectionate pet halted for a brief sniff; and got a stroke on the head in response。 No one else was honored。
  Ninety minutes of video got us to half…past ten; and got us nothing else; especially me。 I was still on the fence about Barry Rackham。 Television is raising hell with the detective business。 It used to be that a social evening at someone's house or apartment was a fine opportunity for picking up lines and angles; moving around; watching and talking and listening; but with a television session you might as well be home in bed。 You can't see faces; and if someone does make a remark you can't hear it unless it's a scream; and you can't even start a private inquiry; such as finding out where a young widow stands now on skepticism。 In a movie theater at least you can hold hands。
  However; I did finally get what might have been a nibble。 The screen had been turned off; and we had all got up to stretch; and Annabel had offered to drive Leeds and me home; and Leeds had told her that we would rather walk; when Barry Rackham moseyed over to me and said be hoped the television hadn't bored me too much。 I said no; just enough。
  〃Think you'll get anywhere on your job for Leeds?〃 he asked; jiggling his highball glass to make the ice tinkle。
  I lifted my shoulders and let them drop。 〃I don't know。 A month's gone by。〃
  He nodded。 〃That's what makes it hard to believe。〃
  〃Yeah; why?〃
  〃That he would wait a month and then decide to blow himself to a fee for Nero Wolfe。 Everybody knows that Wolfe es high。 I wouldn't have thought Leeds could afford it。〃 Rackham smiled at me。 〃Driving back tonight?〃
  〃No; I'm staying over。〃
  〃That's sensible。 Night driving is dangerous; I think。 The Sunday traffic won't be bad this time of year if you leave early。〃 He touched my chest with a forefinger。 〃That's it; leave early。〃 He moved off。
  Annabel was yawning; and Dana Hammond was looking at her as if that was exactly what he had e to Birchvale for; to see her yawn。 Lina Darrow was looking from Barry Rackham to me and back again; and pretending she wasn't looking anywhere with those eyes。 The Doberman pinscher was standing tense; and Pierce; from a safe ten feet…one more than springing distance…was regarding it with an expression that gave me a more sympathetic feeling for him than I ever expected to have for a statesman。
  Calvin Leeds and Mrs。 Rackham were also looking at the dog; with a quite different expression。
  〃At least two pounds overweight;〃 Leeds was saying。 〃You feed him too much。〃
  Mrs。 Rackham protested that she didn't。
  〃Then you don't run him enough。〃
  〃I know it;〃 she admitted。 〃I will from now on; I'll be here more。 I was busy today。 I'll take him out now。 It's a perfect night for a good walk…Barry; do you feel like walking?〃
  He didn't。 He was nice about it; but he didn't。 She broadened the invitation to take in the group; but there were no takers。 She offered to walk Leeds and me home; but Leeds said she would go too slow; and he should have been in bed long ago since his rising time was six o'clock。 He moved; and told me to e on if I was ing。
  We said good night and left。
  The outdoor air was sharper now。 There were a few stars but no moon; and alone with no flashlight I would never have been able to keep that trail through the woods and might have made the Hillside Kennels clearing by dawn。 For Leeds a flashlight would have been only a nuisance。 He strode along at the same gait as in the daytime; and I stumbled at his heels; catching my toes on things; teetering on roots and pebbles; and once going clear down。 I am not a deerstalker and don't want to be。 As we approached the kennels Leeds called out; and the sound came of many movements; but not a bark。 Who wants a dog; let alone thirty or forty; not even human enough to bark when you e home?
  Leeds said that since the poisoning he always took a look around before going to bed; and I went on in the house and up to the little room where I had put my bag。 I was sitting on the bed in pajamas; scratching the side of my neck and considering Barry Rackham's last…minute remarks; when Leeds entered downstairs and came up to ask if I was fortable。 I told him I soon would be; and he said good night and went down the short hall to his room。
  I opened a window; turned out the light; and got into bed; but in three minutes I saw it wasn't working。 My practice is to empty my head simultaneously with dropping it on the pillow。 If something sticks and doesn't want to e out I'll give it up to three minutes but no more。 Then I act。
  This time; of course; it was Barry Rackham that stuck。 I had to decide that he knew what I was there for or that he didn't; or; as an alternative; decide definitely that I wouldn't try to decide until tomorrow。 I got out of bed and went and sat on a chair。
  It may have taken five minutes; or it could have been fifteen; I don't know。 Anyhow it didn't acplish anything except getting Rackham unstuck from my head for the night; for the best I could do was decide for postponement。 If he had his guard up; so far I had not got past it。 With that settled; I got under the covers again; took ten seconds to get into position on a strange mattress; and was off this time。 。 。
  Nearly; but not quite。 A shutter or something began to squeak。 Calling it a shutter jerked me back part way; because there were no shutters on the windows; so it couldn't be that。 I was now enough awake to argue。 The sound continued; at brief intervals。 It not only wasn't a shutter; it wasn't a squeak。 Then it was a baby whining; but it wasn't; because it came from the open window; and there were no babies out there。 To hell with it。 I turned over; putting my back to the window; but the sound still came; and I had been wrong。 It was more of a whimper than a whine。 Oh; nuts。
  I rolled out of bed; switched on a light; went down the hall to Leed's door; knocked on it; and opened it。
  〃Well?〃 he asked; full voice。
  〃Have you got a dog that whimpers at night?〃
  〃Whimpers? No。〃
  〃Then shall I go see what it is? I hear it through my window。〃
  〃It's probably…turn on the light; will you?〃
  I found the wall switch and flipped it。 His pajamas were green with thin white stripes。 Giving me a look which implied that here was one more reason for disapproving of my being there; he padded past me into the hall and on into my room; me following。 He stood a moment to listen; crossed and stuck his head out the window; pulled it in again; and this time went by me with no look at all and moving fast。 I followed him downstairs and to the side door; where he pushed a light switch with one hand while he opened the door with the other; and stepped across the sill。
  〃By God;〃 he said。 〃All right。 Nobby; all right。〃
  He squatted。
  I take back none of my remarks about Doberman pinschers; but I admit that that was no time to expand on them; nor did I feel like it。 The dog lay on its side on the slab of stone with i

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