Body In The Library excerpt
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
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Mrs Bun Tree sat up in bed. Either her dream had taken a very odd turn, or else or else Mary had really rushed into the room and had said, Incredible, Fantastic. But there was a body in the library. Impossible, said Mrs Bantry to herself. I must have been dreaming. But even as she said it, she felt more and more certain that she had no bean dreaming the merry her superior, self controlled Mary had actually uttered those fantastic words. Mrs. Bantry reflected a minute and then applied an urgent conjugal elbow to her sleeping spouse. Author, author! Wake up! Colonel Bantry grunted, muttered a rolled over on the side. Wake up, off. Did you hear what she said? Very likely, said Colonel Bantry indistinctly. I quite agree with you, Dolly. I'm promptly went to sleep again. Mrs. Bantry shook him. You've got to listen. Mary came in and said that there was a body in the library. You want a body in the library? Who said so? Mary Colonel Bantry collected his scattered faculties and proceeded to deal with a situation he said, Nonsense, old girl, You've been dreaming. No, I haven't. I thought so, too. At first, but I haven't. She really came in and said so. Mary came in and said there was a body in the library. Yes. There couldn't be said Colonel Bantry. No. No, I suppose not. So Mrs Bantry doubtfully rally in. She went on. But then why did Mary say that? Wass? She can't have. She did. You must have imagined it. I didn't imagine it. Colonel Bantry was by now 30 awaken prepared to deal with the situation on its Mary's. He said kindly, You've been dreaming, Dolly. That's what it is. Is that Detective Storey you were reading Clue of the broken match. You know, Lord Edge bustin finds a beautiful belong dead on the library hearth rug bodies are always being found in libraries in books. I've never known a case in real life. Perhaps you will now. So, Mrs Bantry, anyway or thief got to get up and see. Really? Dolly must have been a tree. Dreams often do seem wonderfully vivid. When you first wake up, you feel quite sure they're true. I was having quite a different sort of dream about a flower show and the vicar's wife and a bathing dress. Something like that with a sudden burst of energy, Mr Bantry jumped out of bed and pulled back the curtains. The light of the fine autumn day flooded the room. I did not dream it. So Mrs Bantry phoned me. Get up at once, author, and go downstairs and see about it. You want me to go downstairs and ask if there's a body in the library? I shall look a dumb fool. You needn't ask anything, said Mrs Bantry. If there is a body. And of course it's just possible that Mayor has gone mad and thinks she sees things that aren't there. Well, somebody will tell you soon enough. You won't have to say a word. Grumbling. Colonel Bantry wrapped himself in his dressing gown and left the room. He went along the passage and down staircase. At the foot of it was a little knot of huddled servants. Some of them were sobbing butlers that forward impressively. I'm glad you have come, sir. I have directed that nothing should be done until you came. Will it be in order for me to ring up the police, sir? Bring him. Hop about what? The Buckler cast A reproachful glance over his shoulder. The tall young woman who's weeping hysterically on the cook shoulder. I understood, sir, that Mary had already informed you. She said she had done so. Mary gasped out. I was so upset. I don't know what I said. It all came over me again on my legs gave way and my inside turned over find you like that? 00 She subsided again onto Mrs Nettles. Who said There there, my dear, with some relish. Mary is naturally somewhat upset, sir. Having being the one to make the gruesome discovery explain the butler she went into the library is usual to draw the curtains and almost stumbled over the body. Do you mean to tell me? Demanded Colonel Bantry. There's a dead body in my library. My library. The buckler coughed. Perhaps, sir, you would like to see for yourself
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Characters, Homemaker, Husband, Aged, Amusing, British (General)