夜雨聆风Bunch quoted softly:
“Lamp? Yes. Violets? Yes. Bottle of Aspirin. You meant that Bunny hadbeen going to buy a new bottle that day, and so she ought not to haveneeded to take Letitia’s?”
“Not unless her own bottle had been taken or hidden. It had to appearas though Letitia Blacklock was the one meant to be killed.”
“Yes, I see. And then ‘Delicious Death.’ The cake—but more than thecake. The whole party setup. A happy day for Bunny before she died.
Treating her rather like a dog you were going to destroy. That’s what I findthe most horrible thing of all—the sort of—of spurious kindness.”
“She was quite a kindly woman. What she said at the last in the kitchenwas quite true. ‘I didn’t want to kill anybody.’ What she wanted was agreat deal of money that didn’t belong to her! And before that desire—(and it had become a kind of obsession—the money was to pay her backfor all the suffering life had inflicted on her)—everything else went to thewall. People with a grudge against the world are always dangerous. Theyseem to think life owes them something
