Agatha Christie - One Two Buckle My Shoe
Buckle My Shoe
Mr. Morley was not in the best of tempers at breakfast.
He complained of the bacon, wondered why the
coffee had to have the appearance of liquid mud, and
remarked that breakfast cereals were each one worse
than the last.
Mr. Morley was a small man with a decided jaw
and a pugnacious chin. His sister, who kept house for
him, was a large woman rather like a female grenadier.
She eyed her brother thoughtfully and asked
whether the bath water had been cold again.
Rather grudgingly, Mr. Morley said it had not.
He glanced at the paper and remarked that the
Government seemed to be passing from a state of incompetence
to one of positive imbecility!
Miss Morley said in a deep bass voice that it was
As a mere woman she had always found whatever
Government happened to be in power distinctly useful.
She urged her brother on to explain exactly why the Government’s present policy was
idiotic, imbecile and frankly suicidal!
When Mr. Morley had expressed himself fully on
these points, he had a second cup of the despised coffee
and unburdened himself of his true grievance.
"These girls," he said, "are all the same! Unreliable,
self-centered--not to be depended on in any
Miss Morley said ’interrogatively:
"I’ve just had the message. Her aunt’s had a
stroke and she’s had to go down to Somerset."
Miss Morley said:
"Very trying, dear, but after all, hardly the girl’s fault."
Mr. Morley shook his head gloomily.
"How do I know the aunt has had a stroke? How
do I know the whole thing hasn’t been arranged between
the girl and that very unsuitable young fellow
she goes about with? That young man is a wrong ’un
if I ever saw one! They’ve probably planned some
outing together for today."
"Oh, no, dear, I don’t think G!adys would do a
thing like that. You know you’ve always found her
"An intelligent girl and really keen on her work,
"Yes, yes, Georgina, but that was before this undesirable
young man came along. She’s been quite
different lately--quite different--absentminded--upset--nervy."
The grenadier produced a deep sigh. She said: