‘Can I speak to you a moment, ma’am?’
‘Oh dear,’ said Tuppence. ‘Not more problems?’
She was descending1 the stairs from the book-room, brushing dust offherself because she was dressed in her best coat and skirt, to which shewas thinking of adding a feather hat and then proceeding2 out to a tea shehad been asked to attend by a new friend she had met at the White Ele-phant Sale. It was no moment, she felt, to listen to the further difficultiesof Beatrice.
‘Well, no, no, it’s not exactly a problem. It’s just something I thought youmight like to know about.’
‘Oh,’ said Tuppence, still feeling that this might be another problem indisguise. She came down carefully. ‘I’m in rather a hurry because I haveto go out to tea.’
‘Well, it’s just about someone as you asked about, it seems. Name ofMary Jordan, that was right? Only they thought perhaps it was Mary John-son. You know, there was a Belinda Johnson as worked at the post office,but a good long time ago.’
‘Yes,’ said Tuppence, ‘and there was a policeman called Johnson, too, sosomeone told me.’
‘Yes, well, anyway, this friend of mine–Gwenda, her name is–you knowthe shop, the post office is one side and envelopes and dirty cards andthings the other side, and some china things too, before Christmas, yousee, and–’
‘I know,’ said Tuppence, ‘it’s called Mrs Garrison3’s or something likethat.’
‘Yes, but it isn’t really Garrison nowadays as keep it. Quite a differentname. But anyway, this friend of mine, Gwenda, she thought you might beinterested to know because she says as she had heard of a Mary Jordanwhat lived here a long time ago. A very long time ago. Lived here, in thishouse I mean.’
‘Oh, lived in The Laurels4?’
‘Well, it wasn’t called that then. And she’d heard something about her,she said. And so she thought you might be interested. There was somerather sad story about her, she had an accident or something. Anyway shedied.’
‘You mean that she was living in this house when she died? Was she oneof the family?’
‘No. I think the family was called Parker, a name of that kind. A lot ofParkers there were, Parkers or Parkinsons–something like that. I think shewas just staying here. I believe Mrs Griffin knows about it. Do you knowMrs Griffin?’
‘Oh, very slightly,’ said Tuppence. ‘Matter of fact, that’s where I’m goingto tea this afternoon. I talked to her the other day at the Sale. I hadn’t mether before.’
‘She’s a very old lady. She’s older than she looks, but I think she’s got avery good memory. I believe one of the Parkinson boys was her godson.’
‘What was his Christian5 name?’
‘Oh, it was Alec, I think. Some name like that. Alec or Alex.’
‘What happened to him? Did he grow up–go away–become a soldier orsailor or something like that?’
‘Oh no. He died. Oh yes, I think he’s buried right here. It’s one of thosethings, I think, as people usedn’t to know much about. It’s one of thosethings with a name like a Christian name.’
‘You mean somebody’s disease6?’
‘Hodgkin’s Disease, or something. No, it was a Christian name of somekind. I don’t know, but they say as your blood grows the wrong colour orsomething. Nowadays I believe they take blood away from you and giveyou some good blood again, or something like that. But even then you usu-ally die, they say. Mrs Billings–the cake shop, you know–she had a littlegirl died of that and she was only seven. They say it takes them veryyoung.’
‘Leukaemia?’
‘Oh now, fancy7 you knowing. Yes, it was that name, I’m sure. But theysay now as one day there’ll maybe be a cure for it, you know. Just likenowadays they give you inoculations and things to cure you from typhoid,or whatever it is.’
‘Well,’ said Tuppence, ‘that’s very interesting. Poor little boy.’
‘Oh, he wasn’t very young. He was at school somewhere, I think. Musthave been about thirteen or fourteen.’
‘Well,’ said Tuppence, ‘it’s all very sad.’ She paused8, then said, ‘Oh dear,I’m very late now. I must hurry off.’
‘I dare9 say Mrs Griffin could tell you a few things. I don’t mean things asshe’d remember herself, but she was brought up here as a child and sheheard a lot of things, and she tells people a lot sometimes about the famil-ies that were here before. Some of the things are real scandalous, too. Youknow, goings-on and all that. That was, of course, in what they call Edwar-dian times or Victorian times. I don’t know which. You know. I shouldthink it was Victorian because she was still alive, the old Queen. So that’sVictorian, really. They talk about it as Edwardian and something called“the Marlborough House set”. Sort of high society, wasn’t it?’
‘Yes,’ said Tuppence, ‘yes. High society.’
‘And goings-on,’ said Beatrice, with some fervour.
‘A good many goings-on,’ said Tuppence.
‘Young girls doing what they shouldn’t do,’ said Beatrice, loath10 to partwith her mistress11 just when something interesting might be said.
‘No,’ said Tuppence, ‘I believe the girls led very–well, pure and austerelives and they married young, though often into the peerage.’
‘Oh dear,’ said Beatrice, ‘how nice for them. Lots of fine clothes, I sup-pose, race meetings and going to dances and ballrooms12.’
‘Yes,’ said Tuppence, ‘lots of ballrooms.’
‘Well, I knew someone once, and her grandmother had been a house-maid in one of those smart houses, you know, as they all came to, and thePrince of Wales13–the Prince of Wales as was then, you know, he was Ed-ward VII afterwards, that one, the early one–well he was there and he wasever so nice. Ever so nice to all the servants and everything else. Andwhen she left she took away the cake of soap that he’d used for his hands,and she kept it always. She used to show it to some of us children once.’
‘Very thrilling14 for you,’ said Tuppence. ‘It must have been very excitingtimes. Perhaps he stayed here in The Laurels.’
‘No, I don’t think as I ever heard that, and I would have heard it. No, itwas only Parkinsons here. No countesses and marchionesses and lordsand ladies. The Parkinsons, I think, were mostly in trade. Very rich, youknow, and all that, but still there’s nothing exciting in trade, is there?’
‘It depends,’ said Tuppence. She added15, ‘I think I ought–’
‘Yes, you’d best be going along, ma’am.’
‘Yes. Well, thank you very much, I don’t think I’d better put on a hat. I’vegot my hair awfully16 mussed now.’
‘Well, you put your head in that corner where the cobwebs is. I’ll dust itoff in case you do it again.’
Tuppence ran down the stairs.
‘Alexander ran down there,’ she said. ‘Many times, I expect. And heknew it was “one of them”. I wonder. I wonder more than ever now.’

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