"She wants you," said the woman. "Also the music."
"All right, Maria," said Mr. Ruby, and to the young man, "Maria is Madame's dresser. You'd better go."
So Rupert, whose surname was Bartholomew, clutching his opera, walked into La Sommita's bedroom like a fly, if he'd only known it, into a one-way web.
"She'll eat that kid," Mr. Ruby said dispassioinarely, "in one meal."
"Halfway down her throat already," her protector agreed.
(from Photo Finish, by Dame Ngaio Marsh)
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