“Can you think of a reason why he might have done so, Mrs. Fairfleld?” “I never saw anybody look so much like a largemouth bass in my life,” Dittany told Hazel Munson later, not derisively but merely in the interest of accurate reportage. Nor was she exaggerating. It was some time before Mrs. Fai...
Dittany hadn’t expected such a reaction from what she herself had considered a rather commonplace remark. Osbert, Archie, and Daniel all gaped at her as though she’d produced a live panther from inside her cream puff. “Well, it’s obvious enough, isn’t it?” She scooped up the last of her fudge sau...
Glunck was affable as always but not much help. “This is surely a genuine Victorian gaiter, Mrs. Monk. Circa 1880, I’d say offhand. But it definitely didn’t come from the ThorbisherFreep collection or anywhere else that I know of. Nor, I may say, do we need any purple gaiters. As you know, we’ve ...