CHAPTER 4
Clots In Clover IWhen Miss Pinkerton regained command of herself, she became very angry, as people who feel they have been trapped unfairly into a show of weakness often do. Her sensible face was patched red and white, and her nose and mouth were pinched.
‘Thank you, Mrs Cassands. Thank you, Mr Campion. I’m perfectly all right, perfectly.’ She sounded outraged. ‘Just leave me alone. I shall lie down for a moment. I don’t want to give any trouble. Just throw me into Mr William’s old room. I shall be quite myself in a moment. It was coming on it suddenly like that. Really, the police should have warned me. So very, very revolting and unpleasant.’
‘What is it? What’s happened? Pinky, you look like death.’ Minnie took her arm firmly and led her into the body of the house. ‘Come u
