The Affair of the Mutilated Mink
“The only furniture was a wooden table and three upright chairs. On one of these Paul was slumped. His hair was awry and his face haggard. A rough blanket was round his shoulders. A thick white china mug that had contained tea was on the table, and Paul was warming himself at an oil stove which was giving off a rather sickly smell.
Paul glanced up as Wilkins and the constable entered. There was a momentary flicker of hope in his eyes, which faded when he saw who they were and took in the exp...ressions on their faces. For a few seconds Wilkins surveyed the young man without speaking. Then he pulled out a chair from the table and sat down heavily on in. The constable sat in the other chair and took out a notebook and pencil.
'I'm Detective Chief Inspector Wilkins.' Paul looked up with sudden interest. 'Wilkins? I've heard about you from Lady Geraldine. You solved that other murder at Alderley.' Wilkins didn't answer this. He took a packet of cigarettes and a box of matches from his pocket and lit up.MoreLess
Paul glanced up as Wilkins and the constable entered. There was a momentary flicker of hope in his eyes, which faded when he saw who they were and took in the exp...ressions on their faces. For a few seconds Wilkins surveyed the young man without speaking. Then he pulled out a chair from the table and sat down heavily on in. The constable sat in the other chair and took out a notebook and pencil.
'I'm Detective Chief Inspector Wilkins.' Paul looked up with sudden interest. 'Wilkins? I've heard about you from Lady Geraldine. You solved that other murder at Alderley.' Wilkins didn't answer this. He took a packet of cigarettes and a box of matches from his pocket and lit up.MoreLess
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