Huxley Manor is not a manor at all. It is like a palace. It is big and wide and mysterious and grey and filthy and uninteresting. But suddenly everyone seemed to take interest in it. A passerby had seven ...Read Moreto the town, but they prefer the way where they can see the backside of the Huxley very well clear. There is only one way to the sports field and that by the Huxley Manor that falls on Griffiths Street. Griffiths Street is placid, calm even at times except when the drunken widow (who claims to have married the fourth

‘Sir is not in the best of the behaviours. Beware,’ Beatrice lifts a little and mutters in my ear. This means that he must be angry, with us or our performance or simply our mistake. ‘We will be Miss ...Read MoreI whisper in her ears and we pass at the front door. Bailey has grabbed my hand so tight, blood could hardly be seen. She sighs, ‘Moment of truth,’ She is perhaps happier than I am. She opens the door, and there he is. Mister Cooper is sat on the lounging chair; Priscilla is just behind him stroking his hair.

We planned this on the 3rd of December. After an overwhelming hour of crying, maybe it was her who suggested this. No, maybe I did that. Candice told me how I could do that. We were in the middle ...Read Morekilling Ignatius during those days so I did not have many hours to spare with her but she told me them in brief. Then I left my room in middle nights discussing for long hours of how we could do that. She had the solution and I had more problems. For a time I thought I should shred this plan

In the front parlour, Hannelore Ensley was playing the grand piano. Priscilla sat in the front sofa, while her lady’s maid stood next to her talking about something. Priscilla was not at all indulgent. She said it as she ...Read Morebeen forced. As I appeared, she stopped, ‘It appears as if you’ve come from a long way.’ She said without glancing at me, probably spying over me from her tea saucer. ‘N-No, Ma’am; it is just the garden lawn,’ ‘The garden lawn seems to have outgrown from the tiger grass. Plenty of weeds there too, has not Ishmael cleaned

Cooper is quite infamous around the house. He is not the best of house masters around the county. During the plague, they said, he discarded Dr William’s proposal. Thought that is quite what all could expect from him. Dr ...Read Moreis our family physician. Well, he was my father’s dear friend. And he was the one who got around our house during the harder times. Today, he also became the one to pronounce Bailey dead. He said he came by the Abbey’s Local Hospital, they say Schubert would die. He is not yet dead, they say. But of course, he

It was during the evenfall, at the dining to be precise, when Cooper, with his head, bowed and lines penetrating in his skin paused. We all had to pause just the moment for the master. The master. Moore was ...Read Morefirst to speak, ‘Do you need something-’ ‘I need answers.’ There was a pause. From the corner of my eye, I could see Mrs Linton, the housekeeper, trembling at the door. She stood there for a second, ‘Lord…’ ‘What is it?’ Priscilla asked with her voice raised by this incoherent interruption. ‘Your Ladyship, Miss Bailey, they left a… note, under

Bharathy stood in front of me. Between us, was the fire, literally. Sean’s body was burning before my eyes. His eyes were wide open, as if he laid, staring out at this misbegotten sky, all so filled with smoke ...Read Moredust, or the likes. Sean was my paternal uncle. He had been my Grand Perè’s second son. He could’ve been the Estate Heir, he was entitled to, actually. Though Cooper now held the power, I wonder if why he must consider him a threat. Sean suffered from a mysterious lung disease that could have been fatal if he inhaled arsenic.

Moore had always been an ace. He had been an ace speaker, an ace detector, an ace actor, an ace person. His love for Bailey had been - as the Americans say - a ‘bluff’. A falsehood. He always ...Read Moremy mother. He was very faithful to my mother, that I can say. On the Good Friday of 1934, my mother talked to him alone in the courtyard. Since then, he has been drawn to us and what we do and what we know. At first, no one could trust him. He was just so despicable. His aura on Bailey