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Название книги: Beggar’s Choice
Автор(ы): Patricia Wentworth
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Beggar_s-Choice-158001.html
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From Carthew Fairfax’s diary:September 14th 1929-I suppose I’ve touched bottom to-day. I’m going to write about it because it’s something to do, and because of the odd thing that happened. The more I think about it, the odder it seems, so I think I’ll just write everything down whilst I can be sure I’m remembering and not imagining. They say you get to imagine things when you’re alone a lot. Extraordinary to think that one used to come up to town to have a good time and see one’s pals. Now it’s not town any more; it’s London -a grimy, gritty loneliness-and if I saw a pal, I’d make tracks in the opposite direction. I thrashed that out with myself when I dropped past the middle of the ladder and began going down, rung by rung, to the bottom. I suppose I haven’t quite got there yet, but I must be pretty near it.And now I’m going to write down what happened to-day.I started out bright and early to answer an advertisement for a secretary. The extraordinary thing was that I really felt most awfully bucked. I
Название книги: Beggar’s Choice
Автор(ы): Patricia Wentworth
Жанр: Детектив
Адрес книги: http://www.6lib.ru/books/Beggar_s-Choice-158001.html
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From Carthew Fairfax’s diary:September 14th 1929-I suppose I’ve touched bottom to-day. I’m going to write about it because it’s something to do, and because of the odd thing that happened. The more I think about it, the odder it seems, so I think I’ll just write everything down whilst I can be sure I’m remembering and not imagining. They say you get to imagine things when you’re alone a lot. Extraordinary to think that one used to come up to town to have a good time and see one’s pals. Now it’s not town any more; it’s London -a grimy, gritty loneliness-and if I saw a pal, I’d make tracks in the opposite direction. I thrashed that out with myself when I dropped past the middle of the ladder and began going down, rung by rung, to the bottom. I suppose I haven’t quite got there yet, but I must be pretty near it.And now I’m going to write down what happened to-day.I started out bright and early to answer an advertisement for a secretary. The extraordinary thing was that I really felt most awfully bucked. I
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