A Murder Had Occurred – Part 2 of a June Marble story.
“Excuse me.” a voice from the floor.
“Yes?” she awaited a salient point to be stated, or a querulous question to be asked.
“Was it a Gothic mansion?”
“With turrets and a huge rambling drive; stables, a wine cellar, and a huge library with… books?”
“Yes. If you like.”
“Well, was it, or are we just making it all up for you? Is it fact or fiction?” a different speaker who spoke with a note of petulance included in with the sounds of the words being spoken.
“Perhaps you could use your imagination as to the exact details – suits of armour, swirling banisters, Old Masters hanging from the roof beams… etc. But, the story is true, if a little faded around the edges.” she rephrased herself, “the minutiae of the story are not relevant to the story as a whole. It’s nice to have purple passages of prose; but, when the doors leading off of the passageway are opened, we needn’t stop to study the hinges and the handles, need we?” The question, posed rhetorically, received a suitable response.
“Continuing with the finding of the dead person…” she paused for effect. “The mistress of the… Gothic Mansion, had succumbed to “the Reader’s Curse!’- in which the possibility of death by an extended exposure to banal passages of tripe is not to be thought of as rare – ‘the Reader’s Curse!’ she repeated.
“But, why?” Rhetorical?
“What book had she been reading?” There it was; the question had been asked that had to be answered.
“Why, it was none other than…”