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- Herausgeber: Mount Street Press
- Kategorie: Krimi
- Sprache: Englisch
When a mysterious parcel containing a hat is delivered by mistake to Angela Marchmont she thinks little of it, except to note that she wouldn’t be seen dead in the thing. But if she doesn’t want it, there are plenty of other people who do—and who are prepared to take it from her by force if necessary. It soon turns out there’s more than just a hat at stake, and now it’s up to Angela to discover what’s been going on—before someone else gets there first!
A Question of Hats is a short story of seven chapters, which takes place between the events of The Incident at Fives Castle and The Imbroglio at the Villa Pozzi. There are no spoilers for the rest of the series!
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2020
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A Question of Hats
An Angela Marchmont Short Story
Clara Benson
© 2018 Clara Benson
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The right of Clara Benson to be identified as the author of this work has been asserted by her in accordance with the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act, 1988
The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author
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Contents
A Question of Hats
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Author’s Note
Books by Clara Benson
A Question of Hats
When a mysterious parcel containing a hat is delivered by mistake to Angela Marchmont she thinks little of it, except to note that she wouldn’t be seen dead in the thing. But if she doesn’t want it, there are plenty of other people who do—and who are prepared to take it from her by force if necessary. It soon turns out there’s more than just a hat at stake, and now it’s up to Angela to discover what’s been going on—before someone else gets there first!
A Question of Hats is a short story of seven chapters, which takes place between the events of The Incident at Fives Castle and The Imbroglio at the Villa Pozzi. There are no spoilers for the rest of the series!
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Chapter One
London, February 1928
‘What do you think of these new spring hats, Marthe?’ said Angela Marchmont one morning. ‘The magazines are full of this new style with the wider brim.’
Angela’s maid, who had been clearing away the detritus of an evening-party, stopped what she was doing and came to look at the picture her mistress was indicating.
‘They are not so severe, these ones,’ she pronounced at last after some consideration. ‘They throw the face a little into shadow and make the lines look softer. That is good for some.’
‘Including me, I suppose,’ said Angela with a sigh. ‘When one reaches a certain age one starts to look for clothes that conceal rather than reveal.’
‘Ah, you must not worry, madame. You are not at that age yet!’
‘No?’ said Angela, somewhat reassured.
‘Non. You have another three years, perhaps. Or five if you are very lucky. But one day, alas, the signs of time will begin to show on you, as they do on all women, and then all hope will be gone.’
‘Dear me! Do you think I should order my coffin now, to save you the trouble later?’
‘That will not be necessary,’ said the girl imperturbably.
Angela flicked to another page.
‘What about this one? A feather turban in silver-grey. Rather smart, don’t you think?’
‘Ah, a turban—is that what it is?’ said Marthe with magnificent disdain. ‘I thought it was a dead pigeon they had put on her head.’
Angela gave it up and threw the magazine aside.
‘It’s no good looking at spring fashions anyway,’ she said, with a glance towards the window, down which the raindrops had been trickling steadily all morning. ‘Not in this rain. But I don’t want to be caught unawares if we get a sudden spell of good weather.’
‘There is no good weather in London,’ said Marthe mournfully.
‘Not today, certainly. Goodness me, is that really the time? And I’m not even dressed yet!’
‘Your guests did not leave until past four o’clock.’
