Postern of Fate by Agatha Christie Read Free Book Online

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    'No, Hannibal,' said Tuppence. 'You've had a walk. You've had your morning walk.'
    Hannibal intimated that she was quite mistaken, he hadn't had a walk.
    'You are one of the worst liars among dogs I have ever known,' said Tuppence. 'You've been for a walk with Father.'
    Hannibal made his second attempt, which was to endeavour to show by various dog attitudes that any dog could have a second walk if only he had an owner who could see things in that light. Disappointed in this effort, he went down the stairs and proceeded to bark loudly and make every pretence of being about to make a sharp snap bite at a tousled-haired girl who was wielding a Hoover. He did not like the Hoover, and he objected to Tuppence having a lengthy conversation with Beatrice.
    'Oh, don't let him bite me,' said Beatrice.
    'He won't bite you,' said Tuppence. 'He only pretends he's going to.'
    'Well, I think he'll really do it one day,' said Beatrice. 'By the way, madam, I wonder if I could speak to you for a moment.'
    'Oh,' said Tuppence. 'You mean -'
    'Well, you see, madam, I've got a problem.'
    'I thought that was it,' said Tuppence. 'What sort of problem is it? And, by the way, do you know any family here or anyone who lived here at one time called Jordan?'
    'Jordan now. Well, I can't really say. There was the Johnsons, of course, and there was - ah yes, one of the constables was a Johnson. And so was one of the postmen. George Johnson. He was a friend of mine.' She giggled.
    'You never heard of a Mary Jordan who died?'
    Beatrice merely looked bewildered - she shook her head and went back to the assault.
    'About this problem, madam?'
    'Oh yes, your problem.'
    'I hope you don't mind my asking you, madam, but it's put me in a very queer position, you see, and I don't like -'
    'Well, if you can tell me quickly,' said Tuppence. 'I've got to go out to a coffee morning.'
    'Oh yes. At Mrs Barber's, isn't it?'
    'That's right,' said Tuppence. 'Now what's the problem?'
    'Well, it's a coat. Ever such a nice coat it was. At Simmonds it was, and I went in and tried it on and it seemed to me very nice, it did. Well, there was one little spot on the skirt, you know, just round near the hem but that didn't seem to me would matter much. Anyway, well, it - er -'
    'Yes,' said Tuppence, 'it what?'
    'It made me see why it was so inexpensive, you see. So I got it. And so that was all right. But when I got home I found there was a label on it and instead of saying £3.70 it was labelled £6. Well, ma'am, I didn't like to do that, so I didn't know what to do. I went back to the shop and I took the coat with me - I thought I'd better take it back and explain, you see, that I hadn't meant to take it away like that and then you see the girl who sold it to me - very nice girl she is, her name is Gladys, yes, I don't know what her other name is - but anyway she was ever so upset, she was, and I said, “Well, that's all right, I'll pay extra,” and she said, “No, you can't do that because it's all entered up.” You see - you do see what I mean?'
    'Yes, I think I see what you mean,' said Tuppence.
    'And so, she said, “Oh you can't do that, it will get me into trouble.”'
    'Why should it get her into trouble?'
    'Well that's what I felt. I mean to say, well, I mean it'd been sold to me for less and I'd brought it back and I didn't see why it could put her in trouble. She said if there was any carelessness like that and they hadn't noticed the right ticket and they'd charged me the wrong price, as likely as not she'd get the sack for it.'
    'Oh, I shouldn't think that would happen,' said Tuppence. 'I think you were quite right. I don't see what else you could do.'
    'Well, but there it is, you see. She made such a fuss and she was beginning to cry and everything, so I took the coat away again and now I don't know whether I've cheated the shop or whether - I don't really know what to do.'
    'Well' said Tuppence, 'I really think I'm too old to know what one ought to do