Then Ellery said gently: "Oh, come, dad. Don't let that drunken boor get the best of you. He does raise the hackles, I confess. I've felt, myself, a prickling at the nape of my neck that's as old as man's enemies . . . . Get that look off your face, dad, please."
"He's the first man," said the Inspector deliberately, "in twenty years who has made me feel like committing murder. The other one was the bird who raped his own daughter; and at least he was crazy."
(from The Chinese Orange Mystery, by Ellery Queen)
No comments:
Post a Comment