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Besides that, there's the brooch. Step this way, officer. Constable Plimmer stepped that way his face a mask. He knew who was waiting for them behind the locked door at the end of the passage. But it was his duty to look as if he were stuffed, and he did so. She was sitting on her bed, dressed for the street.
You see, if I married both of 'em it's sure to be found out sooner or later. "'You'll be found out as it is, I ses, 'if you ain't careful. I'm surprised at you. "'Yes, he ses, getting up and walking backwards and forwards; 'especially as Mrs. Plimmer is always talking about coming down to see the ship. One thing is, the crew won't give me away; they've been with me too long for that.
He took note of every suggestion made to him by the members of the now intensely excited and anxious household, for Margaret Pargeter's gentle personality and thoughtful kindness had endeared her to her servants. When Plimmer, her staid maid, evolved the idea that Mrs.
I shall 'ave to do something there, but wot, I don't know. "He climbed on board like a man with a load on his mind, and arter a look at the sky went below and forgot both 'is troubles in sleep. "Mrs. Plimmer came down to the wharf every time the ship was up, arter that. Sometimes she'd spend the evening aboard, and sometimes they'd go off and spend it somewhere else.
Not through these shall an ambitious young constable achieve promotion. At this conclusion Edward Plimmer arrived within forty-eight hours of his installation. He recognized the flats for what they were just so many layers of big-brained blamelessness. And there was not even the chance of a burglary. No burglar wastes his time burgling authors.
And, even as he spoke, on the balcony of a second-floor flat there appeared a woman, an elderly, sharp-faced woman, who waved her arms and screamed, 'Policeman! Officer! Come up here! Come up here at once! Up the stone stairs went Constable Plimmer at the run. His mind was alert and questioning. Murder? Hardly murder, perhaps. If it had been that, the woman would have said so.
Instead o' that I told 'er about the music-'all, and arter carrying on like a silly gal o' seventeen and saying she couldn't think of it, she gave way and said she'd go with me to find 'im. I was all right so far as clothes went as it happened. Mrs. Plimmer said once that I got more and more dressy every time she saw me, and my missis 'ad said the same thing only in a different way.
'Well, it's gone, and money doesn't go by itself. Take her to the police-station, officer. Constable Plimmer raised heavy eyes. 'You make a charge, ma'am? 'Bless the man! Of course I make a charge. What did you think I asked you to step in for? 'Will you come along, miss? said Constable Plimmer. Out in the street the sun shone gaily down on peaceful Battersea.
There was something about this girl which excited Constable Plimmer. I do not say that she was a beauty; I do not claim that you or I would have raved about her; I merely say that Constable Plimmer thought she was All Right. 'Miss? he said. 'Got the time about you? said the girl. 'All the clocks have stopped.
The peace of afternoon had fallen upon the world one day towards the end of Constable Plimmer's second week of the simple life, when his attention was attracted by a whistle. It was followed by a musical 'Hi! Constable Plimmer looked up. On the kitchen balcony of a second-floor flat a girl was standing. As he took her in with a slow and exhaustive gaze, he was aware of strange thrills.
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