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By Reginald Hill
Superintendent Dalziel falls for the lately bereaved Mrs Fielding's considerable charms, and needs to be rescued from a clutter of clean corpses via Inspector Pascoe. After seeing Inspector Pascoe off on his honeymoon with a couple of ill-chosen phrases, Superintendent Andy Dalziel quickly runs into hassle and water on his personal solitary vacation. Rescued by means of a host of just a little pleased mourners, he accompanies them again to their rundown mansion to dry off. the landlord of Lake condominium, Bonnie Fielding, turns out much less afflicted through her husband's tragic loss of life than via the matter of saving the relations fortunes. triggered not just through a qualified interest but in addition through a extra own curiosity in Mrs Fielding's plentiful charms, Dalziel remains on. by the point Pascoe reappears, there were numerous extra deaths and it seems like the as a rule hard-headed Dalziel may need compromised himself past redemption!
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He let the question hang. ‘I work up at the house. ' ‘I see. Not a bad job if you play your cards right,’ said Dalziel with a knowing smirk. 'Have another drink. ' Why he should have been interested in anything but getting his car out of the flood and back into working order he did not know. But time had to be passed and the habit of professional curiosity was as hard to change as the habits of smoking or drinking or taking three helpings of potatoes and steamed pudding. ‘Most on 'em. The old man's her dad-in-law.
My name's Dalziel. ' Dalziel laughed, a short sharp offensive bark which acknowledged that there hadn't been much chance of his interlocutor being called Jim Smith or Bill Jones. 'Pleased to meet you,' he said. ' 'Full of images, man,' said Uniff. 'Hey, Charley, great funeral, huh? I mean, when they dropped the coffin in the hole, well, it was just about waterlogged. ' 'Yes,' admitted Tillotson as he passed them in practice of his new technique which involved thrusting the pole into the water off the bows and walking the whole length of the punt.
Hank left, and Mrs Fielding sat down at the table. She appeared quite composed now. 'Lou, darling,' she said. 'How's the soup? ' 'There's oodles left,' said Bertie. ' 'I like it best when we reach that ox-tail we had at New Year,' said Louisa. ' Indifferent to this family humour, Dalziel picked up the note which Mrs Fielding had dropped on the table. I am leaving home because (1) my plans for the future don't coincide with yours (2) I have no desire to live off money coined by my father's death and (3) there are some people I don't care to have near me.
An April shroud by Reginald Hill