us there. Here, weâd be gagging and choking.â
âItâs a point. Youâd better hurry, he should be here any minute. Take the car and go round by Station Road, and with a bit of luck youâll miss him. He wonât be happy, but Iâll make your excuses.â
âUnless he has the most appalling case of catarrh, heâll be as happy to get out of here as we will.â She turned away. âCome along, girls, weâre hopping it.â
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FIVE
â Not the bar, this time,â said Willie as Daisy parked the Austin Twelve in the street outside the Saracenâs Head.
âNo,â Daisy agreed. She sniffed. âFor one thing, I think we still smell a bitâgameyâs the word. I hope thereâs no one in the ladiesâ parlour.â
âTheyâd soon leave,â Isabel said dryly, getting out of the back.
âI wish weâd had time to wash and change,â Vera moaned.
âI could go up to my room and change, but it doesnât seem fair as you canât. You could all wash, though.â
âDo letâs!â Willie chimed in as they entered the lobby. âIâd really like a bath but even just scrubbing my face and hands would help. Weâll have to be quick, though. Alec and the local police may turn up any moment with a million questions.â
âNot Alec.â Daisy led the way upstairs. âIf they want him on the case, they have to go through a big palaver with the Yard. And the locals wonât be along for a while, I expect. The sergeant will have to report to his superiors right away. Theyâll probably send out an inspector from High Wycombe, or even Aylesbury.â Opening the door of her room and ushering the others in, she added, âListen, Iâll have to ring for hot water. Donât for pityâs sake say anything about the body in the maidâs hearing.â
Sally arrived slightly out of breath, with her cap on crooked and no apron. âIâve got the afternoon off,â she said, and her nose twitched. âI was just leaving when I saw youâd rung, Mrs. Fletcher, so I came, âcause her thatâs on duty is answering another bell.â
Daisy smiled at her. âI donât want to keep you from your time off. Could you have Edward bring up plenty of hot water?â
âRight away, madam.â Peering past Daisy, she added, âShall I fetch some extra towels and face flannels first?â
âPlease do.â
âThank you, Sally,â called Isabel.
âHello, Miss Sutcliffe. Anything else you need?â Sally was obviously bursting with curiosity. She would hear the story sooner or later, doubtless in more detail than most people because of her aunt charring at Cherry Trees, but sheâd have to wait.
âThatâs all just now, thank you.â Daisy closed the door as the maid dashed off. âPhew, I think she smelled a rat!â
âI wish it had been a rat!â Vera exclaimed.
They all stood for a moment looking at each other with remembered horror.
Willie asked, âDâyou mind if I open the window, Daisy?â
âPlease do. A bit of fresh air might help. Wonât you all sit down? Two chairs and two on the bed.â
âBetter not,â said Isabel. âThe smell might transfer from our clothes to the bedspread and upholstery.â
âOh dear, youâre right!â
âThat chairâs caned, though.â
âYouâd better sit there, Daisy.â Willie lowered the window and perched on the windowsill. âNever mind playing hostess, youâre still convalescent. Am I right in thinking they wonât let us go back to the house today? Even if we want to? Which I, for one, donât!â
âNor do I.â Vera leaned against the bedpost. âI just hope all our clothes arenât impregnated.â
âAlec said the upstairs doors were closed. Iâm afraid the police may
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