Book: The murder at the Vicarage. Page 3

Narcissistic ignoramus is an accurate description. Just because he looked at a couple of books, he dared to argue on equal terms with a man who all his life has been devoted to this topic.

I was forced to admit that the slightest idea about archaeology are not.
Yes, Dr. stone was not one of those who can cool a confession of ignorance. You would think that I admitted that my only comfort is to dig into the ground. He dived in his element, flying on waves of his own eloquence. Longitudinal slits, circular excavations, the stone age, bronze age, tombs and cromlechs - all this flowed from his mouth a torrent. I could only nod, keeping a smart look - the last, I'm afraid I did not succeed. Dr. stone rushed in full sail. (...) I don't happen to meet someone who would fall into such a frenzy for no apparent reason. He went over all the arguments for and against his favorite theory, by the way, I did not understand what it is!

I can't stand old women! Ever complain about sore feet and still strive to stick you in the face!

- As I understand it, for me the favorite hero of adventure stories - Amateur detective, ' I said. I'm not sure in real life they really are more successful than professionals.

Of course, he climbs out, but diligence will never replace the mind.

What feelings simmer under the mask of polite indifference? Maybe he knows something but does not speak? It's hard to find anything more unnatural for a man than the mask of well-trained servants.

To make myself like inspector Slack - more than human strength, but his boundless energy is impossible not to admire.

Inspector furtively touched his forehead and whispered:
- Which is a little strange?
- Anything similar, - I said. - But she likes to seem.

Whatever antipathy he to me nor had he's not one to let the likes and dislikes allowed him to get the required information.

You said "between six and seven", inspector. A little earlier I went for a walk. When I came back, it was not yet five.
- So, if a lady - for example, miss Hartnell - definitely States that came here about six, called, but never waiting, was forced to leave, you say that she's wrong, eh?
- Oh, no. Mrs. Lestrange shook his head.
- However...
- If the maid of the house, she might say that you don't. And when you're all alone and you don't want to take visitors - well, just have to endure until they ring the doorbell.

Call the persecution of a man who has already suffered at the hands of law and order, is not to my liking. I don't go for Archer. He is an inveterate poacher - one of those merry idlers that are found in any parish. But whatever he blurted out rashly, when planted, it does not mean that, after leaving prison, he will still nurture plans of revenge.

Today he is going to go to the Old HOMESTEAD, it is likely that from zeal in the search for truth it will make the life of those who live there, absolutely unbearable.

Dennis really liked the passage about the phone call to Mrs. Price Ridley's, and when I described the nervous breakdown that required a sedative in the form of technolooy brandy, he roared with laughter.
- And so it should be, old grekhovodnik, he said. - The most inveterate gossip in the County. It is a pity that not occurred to me to call her and scare her half to death. Hey, uncle Len, not to roll her a second dose, do you think?
I began to convince him to not even think about it. There's nothing more dangerous than the good intentions of young people, expressing empathy and sincerely trying to help you.

- My nephew - that's who gets from it all the deep pleasure, - I said. - All abandoned, prowling in search of traces and cigarette butts.
Haydock smiled.
- How old is he?
Sixteen were executed. In this age of tragedy are not taken seriously. Only in the head of Sherlock Holmes Yes, Arsene Lupin.