The Third Talmage Powell Crime MEGAPACK™: 25 Classic Mysteries
- Автор: Пауэлл Тэлмидж
- Год: 2020
- Язык: английский
- Год: Wildside Press LLC
- Жанр: Криминальные детективы
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His finger was stabbing at the dial when a voice graveled from the shadows, “Hullo, pally.”
Eddie dropped the phone and spun, his back against the table. George Dutcher was standing just inside the open front doorway. “Had to let that guy drive off, pally,” Dutcher said, shuffling forward. “Almost bumped into him.”
Classified
Originally appeared in Ellery Queen’s Mystery Magazine, December 1977.
Rooms For Rent
Lonely widow, recently bereaved, will consider tenant for cheerful room, kitchen privileges. Must be companionable and willing to assist in care of fine old home in Rathmoor Estates. Phone 253-6655. Mrs. Thelma McCarson.
Household Goods For Sale
Moving to Rathmoor Estates. Must sell several pieces of furniture from bachelor apartment, including zebra rug, waterbed, beanbag chairs. Call 367-8765, ask for Larry Summers.
Personals
Marie, I didn’t run out. Glommed a deal. Tried to call. You had moved. Am petting gray old pigeon. List your new address or phone number in Personals column as quickly as possible. L.
Personals
L.: 564-2380. I’d better be part of the big deal. M.
Wanted To Buy
Fully restored 1S55 model Thunderbird with cloth top. Must have by April 14 for birthday gift to young friend who will be 28 on that date. His expressed desire. Price no object. Call Mrs. Thelma McCarson. 253-6655.
Lost & Found
No questions asked for return of lady’s purse taken from T-Bird parked at Foster Motel night of May 10. Keep money. Return papers, especially the reference qualifying bearer as maid in well-to-do home. Marie, 564-2380.
Employment Opportunities
Maid wanted for Rathmoor Estates home. Cheerful quarters, pleasant surroundings. Engaged couple sole occupants. Thursdays and Sundays off. Best pay. Call Mr. Larry Summers. 253-6655, who will arrange interview with employer.
Employment Opportunities
Need temporary caretaker, preferably with watchdog, to look after estate while occupants and maid travel for few weeks. Call 253-6655.
Announcements
Mr. and Mrs. Larry Summers have returned to their Rathmoor Estates home after honeymooning in Acapulco. Mrs. Summers is the former Mrs. Thelma McCarson. Friends are invited to call.
Employment Opportunities
Girl needed to do chores in Rathmoor Estates home, assistant to maid, freeing maid for other duties. Short hours, top pay. Call 253-6655 for interviews with Marie and employer.
Lost & Found
Must recover hubcaps taken from T-Bird while parked at Foster Motel on night of Sept. 21. No questions asked. Will pay reward. Call 253-6655 and hang up if Larry does not answer.
Wanted To Buy
A copy of “Toxicology. The Complete Encyclopedia of Poisons” by Harbison & Brackett. Will pay top price. Condition not important as long as contents complete. Box L-6 Chronicle-Times.
Lost & Found
Reward for return of package taken from trunk of T-Bird while parked at the Foster Motel the night of Oct. 26. Package contains book on poisons of interest only to students and book collectors.
Will double antiquarian book market price for immediate return. No questions asked. Call 253-6655 and hang up if Larry doesn’t answer.
Personals
To “Bookman”: Terms satisfactory. Will have cash on hand for delivery of book at Pickens Park, bench near fountain, at 9 p.m. Saturday. L.
Wanted To Buy
Centrifuge, distillation equipment, small laboratory furnace for amateur experiments in basement lab by student of toxicology. Call 253-6655 and ask for Larry or leave message with Marie, housekeeper.
Announcements
Due to illness Mrs. Thelma McCarson Summers of Rathmoor Estates will not receive callers until further notice.
Positions Wanted
Assistant maid seeks employment. Efficient and whiling worker. Box C-883 Chronicle-Times.
Employment Opportunities
Need fine craftsman and crew to clean out and restore basement in Rathmoor Estates home where explosion due to inexperienced handling of volatile chemicals resulted in severe damage and claimed lives of my husband and young housekeeper. Call 253-6655.
Announcements
Mrs. Thelma McCarson Summers, recovered from recent illness, is again receiving at her Rathmoor Estates home.
Autos For Sale
Classic T-Bird. Cheap. 253-6655.
A Mother’s Heart
Originally published in Mike Shayne Mystery Magazine, December 1981.
Dr. Terrence Gramling awoke that fine spring morning thinking about one of his patients, Camilla Jordan. She claimed his conscious mind as he briskly went through the automatics of his morning ritual — icy shower, aerobic exercises timed to the final second, choice of monogrammed underwear, bench-made shoes and gray vested suit by the best tailor in the city. As he emerged from the master bedroom of his expensive, severely-modern bachelor apartment, he looked every inch the successful and brilliant young psychiatrist. With his clipped Vandyke, whose lustrous brown matched the color of his hair, he did indeed resemble the Master, a Freud in mid-thirties.
He sat down to a breakfast prepared by his housekeeper-cook — two minute eggs, Danish bacon, whole-wheat toast and a cup of steaming Swiss mocha. As he ate, he beheld the new day through floor to ceiling glass that opened onto the balcony-terrace of his condominium. Golden warmth of sun. Clear azure sky. Birds singing, mating, wheeling in exuberant flight. Saps all rising to burst brilliant green through the landscaping of the courtyard. Spring... time of renewal... the moment for Camilla...
She had never been very far from his mind during the long past months that he had been her messiah. Now on this lovely spring morning his mind held a calculated inspiration for her. Perhaps his subconscious in its primeval wisdom had turned the final key while he’d slept...
Dr. Gramling was chief of staff at Haven Hill, a private sanitarium for the wealthy. He had chosen psychiatry because the infinite jungle of the human mind offered a challenge worthy of his talents. Even in medical school, comparing himself to his fellow students, he had assumed that he would quickly make a name for himself. And so he had. In a science so filled with mystery and uncertainty, Gramling was never visibly unsure of himself. He preferred to ignore his failures, of which even genius must suffer a few, but he was never reticent or shy about bringing his successes into the light of public and projected. Even hoary old colleagues, savants among the chosen, spoke Gramling’s name nowadays with a nod of respect.
Haven Hill claimed fifteen gently rolling acres behind stone walls softened and subdued by clinging ivy. As Gramling’s white jag nosed past the wrought-iron gate, his fiefdom spread before him, carpet-like green lawns, walkways bordered by clipped box hedges, the shadows of majestic live oaks, the white purity of multi-storied colonial style buildings with verandas tucked behind the tall columns. Here and there ambulatory patients were strolling in the company of nurses in the soft blue uniforms that Gramling, having done a study on the emotional effects of color, favored for his personnel. But it was the dark skeins beneath this surface patina of peace that absorbed Terrence Gramling. At Haven Hill in the space of a few weeks he would deal with a broader range of cases than many of his colleagues would experience in half a lifetime. Hill patients varied in age from six to octogenarian; and such a circus of fetishes, fixations, obsessions, compulsions, regressions, and you-name-it. Never was an orchard more fruitful, Gramling thought; and the pun was a verity, fully intended.