VIII
Anthony Marston was in his bath. He luxuriated in the steaming water.
His limbs had felt
cramped1 after his long drive. Very few thoughts passed
through his head. Anthony was a creature of sensation—and of action.
He thought to himself:
‘Must go through with it, I suppose,’ and thereafter dismissed everything
from his mind.
Warm steaming water—tired limbs—presently a shave—a cocktail—
dinner.
And after—?
IX
Mr Blore was tying his tie. He wasn’t very good at this sort of thing.
Did he look all right? He supposed so.
Nobody had been exactly cordial to him…Funny the way they all eyed
each other—as though they knew…
Well, it was up to him.
He glanced up at the framed nursery rhyme over the mantelpiece.
Neat touch, having that there!
He thought:
Remember this island when I was a kid. Never thought I’d be doing this
sort of a job in a house here. Good thing, perhaps, that one can’t foresee
the future.
X
General Macarthur was frowning to himself.
Damn it all, the whole thing was deuced odd! Not at all what he’d been
led to expect…
For two pins he’d make an excuse and get away…Throw up the whole
business…
But the motor-boat had gone back to the mainland.
He’d have to stay.
That fellow Lombard now, he was a queer chap.
Not straight. He’d swear the man wasn’t straight.
XI
As the gong sounded, Philip Lombard came out of his room and walked to
the head of the stairs. He moved like a panther,
smoothly3 and noiselessly.
There was something of the panther about him altogether. A beast of
prey4
—pleasant to the eye.
He was smiling to himself.
A week—eh?
He was going to enjoy that week.
XII
In her bedroom, Emily Brent, dressed in black silk ready for dinner, was
reading her Bible.
Her lips moved as she followed the words:
‘The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made:
in the net which they hid is their own foot taken. The
Lord is known by the
judgment5 which he executeth: the
wicked is
snared6 in the work of his own hands. The
wicked shall be turned into hell.’
Her lips tight closed. She shut the Bible.
Rising, she pinned a cairngorm brooch at her neck, and went down to
dinner.
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