By Agatha Christie
Leave out Jane Marple is staying at London's very pricey Bertram's lodge whilst somebody disreputable tests in-and tarnishes the bastion of culture with new blood.
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Olyushka,” Zach says; he nudges me. Pop is turning into our path from the train station, swinging his laptop in its orange case. Not only is Pop reliable, like Linny, he also has a head on his shoulders, like William, but once in a while it can be an irritable head. Zack and I will be confined to our bedroom forever if he catches us up here. Diglio stops digging. Still bent over like a pretzel, he rubs the small of his thick back with one hand. “Arthritis like Nana,” Zack says. ” We don’t dare peer around the steeple to see what Pop’s up to.
Maybe we should work on an underground bomb shelter in here tomorrow,” Zack says. I don’t answer. How much digging would it take to hold Mom, Pop, and the six of us? We’d have to keep going, tunnel under the whole house, and come up on the other side. “Doomed,” I say again, drawing the word out until it sounds like Mysterious Voices, Monday night, seven o’clock. 42 We sit up and lean against the side of the house. All is quiet now, even the crickets. Over our heads is a huge yellow moon that lights up Zack’s face next to me.
Linny doesn’t stop with her screaming. Zack and I duck behind a half-dead tree and peer out at the cops who are standing on our front step. ” Steadman asks. I drag him behind the tree with us. “We’ll have to hide until all this blows over,” I say. “Or everything blows up,” Zack whispers. ” I ask. ” Zack presses his forehead against the tree trunk. ” I shake my head. ” Zack nods thoughtfully. ” Steadman says. “No, don’t worry,” Zack tells him. “It’s a new kind of candy. Bomb—” “Bombalusa Nut Bar,” I say.