The Advocate's Wife (2012)
“A thought had struck him, and he liked to worry a thought until he’d ferreted out its meaning. That poor dead lady … Why hadn’t she been wearing a coat? It had only been the sixth of September when they’d found her, but still, it was chilly enough then to need a coat of an evening.
He puffed away at his pipe, and leaned back in his chair. Of course, they’d noticed that she’d no coat when they’d hauled her from the canal, but it was only now that the point had clamoured for his attention. Wh...at did it mean?
Bickerstaffe lumbered to his feet, and padded out of his crowded cottage parlour, tightening his leather belt as he did so. It was more comfortable to let it out a notch when you were sitting down at the fireside. He left his heavy serge uniform jacket unfastened.
‘Joe! Where did I put that list of missing persons? The one they sent down from Maldon? This Scotland Yarder might want to see it. This Inspector Box.’ A strong, stolid young man of twenty or so was half way up a ladder, busy whitewashing one of the walls of a kind of annexe, built on to the cottage at right angles.MoreLess
He puffed away at his pipe, and leaned back in his chair. Of course, they’d noticed that she’d no coat when they’d hauled her from the canal, but it was only now that the point had clamoured for his attention. Wh...at did it mean?
Bickerstaffe lumbered to his feet, and padded out of his crowded cottage parlour, tightening his leather belt as he did so. It was more comfortable to let it out a notch when you were sitting down at the fireside. He left his heavy serge uniform jacket unfastened.
‘Joe! Where did I put that list of missing persons? The one they sent down from Maldon? This Scotland Yarder might want to see it. This Inspector Box.’ A strong, stolid young man of twenty or so was half way up a ladder, busy whitewashing one of the walls of a kind of annexe, built on to the cottage at right angles.MoreLess
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