The Secret of Chimneys

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Author: Agatha Christie
is possible for one upright Christian gentleman to dislike another upright Christian gentleman, Lord Caterham disliked the Hon George Lomax. He disliked his puffy red face, his heavy breathing, and his prominent earnest blue eyes. He thought of the coming weekend and sighed. A nuisance, an abominable nuisance. Then he thought of Virginia Revel and cheered up a little.
    'A delightful creature, he murmured to himself. 'A most delightful creature.'

The Secret of Chimneys

Chapter 4
    INTRODUCING A VERY CHARMING LADY
    George Lomax returned straightway to Whitehall. As he entered the sumptuous apartment in which he transacted affairs of State, there was a scuffling sound.
    Mr Bill Eversleigh was assiduously filing letters, but a large armchair near the window was still warm from contact with a human form.
    A very likeable young man, Bill Eversleigh. Age at a guess, twenty-five, big and rather ungainly in his movements, a pleasantly ugly face, a splendid set of white teeth and a pair of honest brown eyes.
    'Richardson sent up that report yet?'
    'No, sir. Shall I get on to him about it?'
    'It doesn't matter. Any telephone messages?'
    'Miss Oscar is dealing with most of them. Mr Isaacstein wants to know if you can lunch with him at the Savoy tomorrow.'
    'Tell Miss Oscar to look in my engagement book. If I'm not engaged, she can ring up and accept.'
    'Yes, sir.'
    'By the way, Eversleigh, you might ring up a number for me now. Look it up in the book. Mrs Revel, 487 Pont Street.'
    'Yes, sir.'
    Bill seized the telephone book, ran an unseeing eye down a column of M's, shut the book with a bang and moved to the instrument on the desk. With his hand upon it, he paused, as though in sudden recollection.
    'Oh, I say, sir, I've just remembered. Her line's out of order. Mrs Revel's, I mean. I was trying to ring her up just now.'
    George Lomax frowned.
    'Annoying,' he said, 'distinctly annoying.' He tapped the table undecidedly.
    'If it's anything important, sir, perhaps I might go round there now in a taxi. She is sure to be in at this time in the morning.'
    George Lomax hesitated, pondering the matter. Bill waited expectantly, poised for instant flight, should the reply be favourable.
    'Perhaps that would be the best plan,' said Lomax at last. 'Very well, then, take a taxi there, and ask Mrs Revel if she will be at home this afternoon at four o'clock as I am very anxious to see her about an important matter.'
    'Right, sir.'
    Bill seized his hat and departed.
    Ten minutes later, a taxi deposited him at 487 Pont Street He rang the bell and executed a loud rat-tat on the knocker. The door was opened by a grave functionary to whom Bill nodded with the ease of long acquaintance.
    'Morning, Chilvers, Mrs Revel in?'
    'I believe, sir, that she is just going out.'
    'Is that you, Bill?' called a voice over the banisters. 'I thought I recognized that muscular knock. Come up and talk to me.'
    Bill looked up at the face that was laughing down on him, and which was always inclined to reduce him - and not him alone - to a state of babbling incoherency. He took the stairs two at a time and clasped Virginia Revel's outstretched hands tightly in his.
    'Hullo, Virginia!'
    'Hullo, Bill!'
    Charm is a very peculiar thing; hundreds of young women, some of them more beautiful than Virginia Revel, might have said 'Hullo, Bill,' with exactly the same intonation, and yet have produced no effect whatever. But those two simple words, uttered by Virginia, had the most intoxicating effect upon Bill.
    Virginia Revel was just twenty-seven. She was tall and of an exquisite slimness - indeed, a poem might have been written to her slimness, it was so exquisitely proportioned. Her hair was of real bronze, with the Greenish tint in its gold; she had a determined little chin, a lovely nose, slanting blue eyes that showed a gleam of deepest cornflower between the half-closed lids, and a delicious and quite indescribable mouth that tilted ever so slightly at one corner in what is
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