By Arthur W. Upfield
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Extra resources for An Author Bites the Dust (Inspector Bonaparte 11)
Blake died on the night of Vth November. It is now Qth January. ” “No, I expressed no opinions, Bony. ” “In fact, you were discouraged from giving opinions. Well, having met Inspector Snook on another case, I can understand that. Now tell me what you did, saw, and heard following the summons by Dr Fleetwood. Relate your reactions, your own opinions. Forget that I have studied your official report. Light your pipe and let your mind relax. Begin with the weather that morning. ” Simes smiled slightly and relit his pipe.
Presently steam issued from the kettle and shortly afterwards Mrs Blake appeared and 29 made tea. She placed a cup and saucer on a tray, added a jug of milk and a basin of sugar, and departed. Bony reasoned that if Mr Wilcannia-Smythe was a guest and was inside the house Mrs Blake would have placed two cups and saucers on her tray. A few seconds later she entered the kitchen again, this time to turn out the lamp. Bony decided to return to Miss Pinkney and allay her curiosity with a partial outline of what he had seen.
I would like you to banish two things from your mind,” Bony went on. “The one is to forget that I am an inspector, and the other is to forget to call me ‘sir’. I want you to be entirely free in your attitude to me, because I want your collaboration off the record as well as on it. I want you to have no hesitation in expressing assumptions and presenting theories, not because I want to use you up, as the current expression goes, but because if you are able to be free with me, you will, doubtless, provide valuable data which you would not do did you continue to regard me as an official superior.