“Hasty’s bedroom thinking about how to approach this,” said Laureen Phillips, “and I’ve decided the only way is to say it straight out.” “Say what?” The wind tried to ram my voice back down my throat. And Mrs. Malloy, ignoring the fact that her hat was trying to turn itself inside out, kindly repeated the question. “That I know you came here posing as interior decorators.” “What a bloody load of rubbish!” Mrs. Malloy added her own bluster to that going on all around us. “You need to sit your bot...tom down on a psychiatrist’s couch, you do. It’s a sickness going round being suspicious of people. Paranoia—that’s the word for what you’ve got! For your information my partner and I have great big diplomas from R.A.D.A.” “That would be the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts,” Ms. Phillips pointed out. “Same as for the decorative arts,” Mrs. Malloy continued to hold her head high due to the fact that she was standing on tiptoe to retrieve the hat that had blown onto the lamppost outside the cottage.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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