Taken At The Flood. Agatha ChristieЧитать онлайн книгу.

      ‘Am I going to hear your life history now?’ asked Lynn coldly.

      ‘A very abridged edition.’ He smiled. ‘When the war broke out I saw no reason why I should fight for England. I’m Irish. But like all the Irish, I like fighting. The Commandos had an irresistible fascination for me. I had some fun but unfortunately I got knocked out with a bad leg wound. Then I went to Canada and did a job of training fellows there. I was at a loose end when I got Rosaleen’s wire from New York saying she was getting married! She didn’t actually announce that there would be pickings, but I’m quite sharp at reading between the lines. I flew there, tacked myself on to the happy pair and came back with them to London. And now’—he smiled insolently at her—‘Home is the sailor, home from the sea. That’s you! And the Hunter home from the Hill. What’s the matter?’

      ‘Nothing,’ said Lynn.

      She got up with the others. As they went into the drawing-room, Rowley said to her: ‘You seemed to be getting on quite well with David Hunter. What were you talking about?’

      ‘Nothing particular,’ said Lynn.