The Complete Tommy and Tuppence 5-Book Collection. Agatha Christie

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      He glanced round at Tuppence’s entry. There was a certain amount of the gamin element in the girl, at all events she invariably got on well with small boys. A sympathetic bond seemed instantly to be formed. She reflected that an ally in the enemy’s camp, so to speak, was not to be despised.

      ‘Well, William,’ she remarked cheerfully, in the best approved hospital-early-morning style, ‘getting a good shine up?’

      The boy grinned responsively.

      ‘Albert, miss,’ he corrected.

      ‘Albert be it,’ said Tuppence. She glanced mysteriously round the hall. The effect was purposely a broad one in case Albert should miss it. She leaned towards the boy and dropped her voice: ‘I want a word with you, Albert.’

      Albert ceased operations on the fittings and opened his mouth slightly.

      ‘Look! Do you know what this is?’ With dramatic gesture she flung back the left side of her coat and exposed a small enamelled badge. It was extremely unlikely that Albert would have any knowledge of it – indeed, it would have been fatal for Tuppence’s plans, since the badge in question was the device of a local training corps originated by the archdeacon in the early days of the war. Its presence in Tuppence’s coat was due to the fact that she had used it for pinning in some flowers a day or two before. But Tuppence had sharp eyes, and had noted the corner of a threepenny detective novel protruding from Albert’s pocket, and the immediate enlargement of his eyes told her that her tactics were good, and that the fish would rise to the bait.

      ‘American Detective Force!’ she hissed.

      Albert fell for it.

      ‘Lord!’ he murmured ecstatically.

      Tuppence nodded at him with the air of one who has established a thorough understanding.

      ‘Know who I’m after?’ she inquired genially.

      Albert, still round-eyed, demanded breathlessly:

      ‘One of the flats?’

      Tuppence nodded and jerked a thumb up the stairs.

      ‘No. 20. Calls herself Vandemeyer. Vandemeyer! Ha! ha!’

      Albert’s hand stole to his pocket.

      ‘A crook?’ he queried eagerly.

      ‘A crook? I should say so. Ready Rita they call her in the States.’

      ‘Ready Rita,’ repeated Albert deliriously. ‘Oh, ain’t it just like the pictures!’

      It was. Tuppence was a great frequenter of the cinema.

      ‘Annie always said as how she was a bad lot,’ continued the boy.

      ‘Who’s Annie?’ inquired Tuppence idly.

      ‘’Ouse-parlourmaid. She’s leaving today. Many’s the time Annie’s said to me: “Mark my words, Albert, I wouldn’t wonder if the police was to come after her one of these days.” Just like that. But she’s a stunner to look at, ain’t she?’

      ‘She’s some peach,’ allowed Tuppence carefully. ‘Finds it useful in her lay-out, you bet. Has she been wearing any of the emeralds, by the way?’

      ‘Emeralds? Them’s the green stones, isn’t they?’

      Tuppence nodded.

      ‘That’s what we’re after her for. You know old man Rysdale?’

      Albert shook his head.

      ‘Peter B. Rysdale, the oil king?’

      ‘It seems sort of familiar to me.’

      ‘The sparklers belonged to him. Finest collection of emeralds in the world. Worth a million dollars!’

      ‘Lumme!’ came ecstatically from Albert. ‘It sounds more like the pictures every minute.’

      Tuppence smiled, gratified at the success of her efforts.

      ‘We haven’t exactly proved it yet. But we’re after her. And’ – she produced a long drawn-out wink – ‘I guess she won’t get away with the goods this time.’

      Albert uttered another ejaculation indicative of delight.

      ‘Mind you, sonny, not a word of this,’ said Tuppence suddenly. ‘I guess I oughtn’t to have put you wise, but in the States we know a real smart lad when we see one.’

      ‘I’ll not breathe a word,’ protested Albert eagerly. ‘Ain’t there anything I could do? A bit of shadowing, maybe, or suchlike?’

      Tuppence affected to consider, then shook her head.

      ‘Not at the moment, but I’ll bear you in mind, son. What’s this about the girl you say is leaving?’

      ‘Annie? Regular turn up, they ’ad. As Annie said, servants is someone nowadays, and to be treated accordingly, and, what with her passing the word round, she won’t find it so easy to get another.’

      ‘Won’t she?’ said Tuppence thoughtfully. ‘I wonder –’

      An idea was dawning in her brain. She thought a minute or two, then tapped Albert on the shoulder.

      ‘See here, son, my brain’s got busy. How would it be if you mentioned that you’d got a young cousin, or a friend of yours had, that might suit the place. You get me?’

      ‘I’m there,’ said Albert instantly. ‘You leave it to me, miss, and I’ll fix the whole thing up in two ticks.’

      ‘Some lad!’ commented Tuppence, with a nod of approval. ‘You might say that the young woman could come right away. You let me know, and if it’s O.K. I’ll be round tomorrow at eleven o’clock.’

      ‘Where am I to let you know to?’

      ‘Ritz,’ replied Tuppence laconically. ‘Name of Cowley.’

      Albert eyed her enviously.

      ‘It must be a good job, this tec business.’

      ‘It sure is,’ drawled Tuppence, ‘especially when old man Rysdale backs the bill. But don’t fret, son. If this goes well, you shall come in on the ground floor.’

      With which promise she took leave of her new ally, and walked briskly away from South Audley Mansions, well pleased with her morning’s work.

      But there was no time to be lost. She went straight back to the Ritz and wrote a few brief words to Mr Carter. Having dispatched this, and Tommy not having yet returned – which did not surprise her – she started off on a shopping expedition which, with an interval for tea and assorted creamy cakes, occupied her until well after six o’clock, and she returned to the hotel jaded, but satisfied with her purchases. Starting with a cheap clothing store, and passing СКАЧАТЬ