"Brown, Roswell - Grace Culver 07 - Red is For Fox" - читать интересную книгу автора (Brown Roswell)

today, on the Sylvania, left town immediately for the Tallyho Inn near Lakeview,

Conn. He comes from London for the Lakeview Hunt next Saturday.' Guess we'll

have to run a hooch ad for the lead."

Grace stood up slowly, slipping the second lipstick back into her purse

unobtrusively.

"Something may come up one of these mornings that'll surprise you,

Mongoose. Keep the home fires burning."

"Meaning?"

"MeaningЧnothing in particular." Burton's lips twisted into a dry smile. "Still

figure on pulling rabbits out of any old hat, eh, Culver? I got to admit you always

used to be able to."

Her parting shot was: "Why not? Given a hat with rabbits in it as a starter, of

course."

Grace walked into the Noonan offices at exactly one minute past one, and a

sepulchral voice boomed at her instantly:

"Late again, Miss Culver! I'm afraid you're fired!"

Grace grinned engagingly at the handsome face of Jerry Riker, Big Tim's

other assistant, and thumbed her nose.

"That from our office boy! All right, But one more slight out of you, Jerry

Riker, and I won't let you go fox hunting with Tim and me next Saturday."

"Tallyho!" Jerry roared instantly.

"That's right. The Tallyho Inn. At Lakeview, Connecticut. Getting to be quite

a detective for a little feller, aren't you?"

Slowly, Jerry's broad smile faded. He studied the girl for a moment, as she

took off her hat and fluffed out the waves of her bright hair before the office