CHAPTER 5After the coffee and sandw

CHAPTER 5
After the coffee and sandwiches, Inspector Walsh called Roger
Clarkson to the office. Roger came in and sat down. The Inspector
began at once.
'Now, Mr. Clarkson. Why was your mother angry with you last
night?'
'This house is very big,' Roger said. 'It was a lot of work for Mother. I
wanted her to move. But no, she loved this house and garden. She
didn't want to move.'
'Tell me about your job, Mr. Clarkson. Your mother is dead and now
you're rich. Do you need money?' Roger's face was suddenly afraid. 'What are you saying? I didn't kill
my mother. I need money, that's true. A friend and I want to build
ten houses here, in this garden. We can get a lot of money for them.
So I wanted Mother to sell this house. It's true. But Mr. Briggs
wanted half the garden, too, you know, for his farm.'
Inspector Walsh moved a pencil on the table. 'Tell me, what
happened upstairs? You went to your mother's room?'
'Yes, I did. I wanted to say goodnight to my mother.'
'Did you talk about the house again?'
'Yes, I did. Again, she said no. She loved the house and didn't want
to sell it.'
Inspector Walsh watched Roger for a minute. 'I see. We found the
empty bottle of sleeping tablets, Mr. Clarkson, in Diane's room.'
Roger's face did not change. 'Oh? Someone put them there. Diane
did not kill my mother, I know that. She found the body.'
'Very well. I would like to see Diane next.'
Roger got up and left the room.
Inspector Walsh stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He went
to the window and looked out at the trees. Why was Roger Clarkson
afraid? Was it important? He looked at Sergeant Foster.
'Tomorrow morning, go to Mr. Clarkson's office - you have the
name,' he said. 'Ask some questions about him, about his job,
friends, money.'
Sergeant Foster wrote it down. 'Yes, Inspector.'
'A good day for tennis, Sergeant?'
Sergeant Foster laughed. 'Don't say that. It's not easy, you know. I
don't like sitting here looking at the sun.'
Diane came into the room and sat down. She looked at Sergeant
Foster and smiled. 'I saw you at the Tennis Club last month, I think.
You play very well.'
Sergeant Foster's face went red. Inspector Walsh looked at him. 'Oh
yes. A fast and exciting player is Sergeant Foster.'
Diane smiled again at Sergeant Foster and his face went redder.
'Well, Miss Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said, 'I want you to talk about
last night.'
Diane stopped smiling. 'Oh, I can talk about last night. I can't stop
talking about it. We were all angry. Mother went to bed early and I
made hot milk for her. We were all in the kitchen, and Peter Hobbs
came in. He nearly broke the back door down.' Diane stopped.
'Yes?'
'He was very angry about a letter. He wanted to kill Mother. Are you
going to talk to him?'
'We're going to talk to everyone.'
'Good. Tom Briggs came into the kitchen, too. Are you going to talk
to him?' 'I'm asking the questions, Miss Clarkson. When did you take the milk
upstairs?'
'I went up after Roger.' She stopped for a minute. Then she began
again. 'I didn't like my mother, Inspector. She killed my father, you
know. Last winter, after Christmas, she drove the car into a tree and
killed my father.'
Inspector Walsh watched Diane's face carefully. 'I see. So you
wanted to kill your mother?'
Diane laughed. 'I wanted to kill her, but I didn't. I can tell you a lot
of things about this family, Inspector. Everyone wanted Mother to
die. Uncle Albert wanted her money for his wife, Annie. And then
my brother.
He needs a lot of money. He has an expensive house and an
expensive car. And think of Jackie. Do you know that Jackie didn't
like Mother? A long time ago, a nice boy worked here. He was the
gardener. Jackie loved him very much, but Mother said no. A
gardener was not a good husband for a Clarkson girl!'
Inspector Walsh listened quietly. All this was very interesting but
was it important? Perhaps. What a happy family the Clarksons
were!
'We found the empty bottle of sleeping tablets in your room,'
Inspector Walsh said quietly. He watched her face carefully.
Diane stood up suddenly, her face angry. 'What? I didn't put it
there! I'm not going to listen to this!' She ran out of the room.
'Well, well, well,' Inspector Walsh said. 'She likes you, Sergeant. You
need to be careful.'
Sergeant Foster laughed but his face went red again.
'Someone put sleeping tablets in Molly's hot milk,' the Inspector
said. 'All the family were in the kitchen last night. Peter Hobbs and
Tom Briggs were there, too. One of them killed Molly.'
Inspector Walsh got his hat and coat. 'Come on. We need to talk to
Peter Hobbs and Tom Briggs. Let's get some more coffee first. I'd
like a sandwich, too. I'm hungry again!'
green car. He got up slowly. He wore old blue trousers and a dirty
orange shirt.
'We want to talk about Mrs. Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said.
'Oh, it's about her,' Peter said. He looked at the Inspector. 'I know
she's dead. Someone in the village told me.'
'Why did you go to the Clarksons' house last night?'
'Jackie wanted me to come and see her brother, Roger. "You're
angry," she said. "Come and tell Roger." I went to the house but
nobody opened the door. So I made a lot of noise and then they
opened the door. Old Mrs. Clarkson wasn't there. But I told Roger. I
told them all!' Peter hit the car with his hand. 'I wanted to kill that
woman. I lost my job, my first job, because of her. Last month I was
in trouble with the police and that old woman wrote to my office
and she told them about the police. I wanted to kill her!'
'Take it easy!' Inspector Walsh said. 'What happened next?'

CHAPTER 5
After the coffee and sandwiches, Inspector Walsh called Roger
Clarkson to the office. Roger came in and sat down. The Inspector
began at once.
'Now, Mr. Clarkson. Why was your mother angry with you last
night?'
'This house is very big,' Roger said. 'It was a lot of work for Mother. I
wanted her to move. But no, she loved this house and garden. She
didn't want to move.'
'Tell me about your job, Mr. Clarkson. Your mother is dead and now
you're rich. Do you need money?' Roger's face was suddenly afraid. 'What are you saying? I didn't kill
my mother. I need money, that's true. A friend and I want to build
ten houses here, in this garden. We can get a lot of money for them.
So I wanted Mother to sell this house. It's true. But Mr. Briggs
wanted half the garden, too, you know, for his farm.'
Inspector Walsh moved a pencil on the table. 'Tell me, what
happened upstairs? You went to your mother's room?'
'Yes, I did. I wanted to say goodnight to my mother.'
'Did you talk about the house again?'
'Yes, I did. Again, she said no. She loved the house and didn't want
to sell it.'
Inspector Walsh watched Roger for a minute. 'I see. We found the
empty bottle of sleeping tablets, Mr. Clarkson, in Diane's room.'
Roger's face did not change. 'Oh? Someone put them there. Diane
did not kill my mother, I know that. She found the body.'
'Very well. I would like to see Diane next.'
Roger got up and left the room.
Inspector Walsh stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He went
to the window and looked out at the trees. Why was Roger Clarkson
afraid? Was it important? He looked at Sergeant Foster.
'Tomorrow morning, go to Mr. Clarkson's office - you have the
name,' he said. 'Ask some questions about him, about his job,
friends, money.'
Sergeant Foster wrote it down. 'Yes, Inspector.'
'A good day for tennis, Sergeant?'
Sergeant Foster laughed. 'Don't say that. It's not easy, you know. I
don't like sitting here looking at the sun.'
Diane came into the room and sat down. She looked at Sergeant
Foster and smiled. 'I saw you at the Tennis Club last month, I think.
You play very well.'
Sergeant Foster's face went red. Inspector Walsh looked at him. 'Oh
yes. A fast and exciting player is Sergeant Foster.'
Diane smiled again at Sergeant Foster and his face went redder.
'Well, Miss Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said, 'I want you to talk about
last night.' 
Diane stopped smiling. 'Oh, I can talk about last night. I can't stop
talking about it. We were all angry. Mother went to bed early and I
made hot milk for her. We were all in the kitchen, and Peter Hobbs
came in. He nearly broke the back door down.' Diane stopped.
'Yes?'
'He was very angry about a letter. He wanted to kill Mother. Are you
going to talk to him?'
'We're going to talk to everyone.'
'Good. Tom Briggs came into the kitchen, too. Are you going to talk
to him?' 'I'm asking the questions, Miss Clarkson. When did you take the milk
upstairs?'
'I went up after Roger.' She stopped for a minute. Then she began
again. 'I didn't like my mother, Inspector. She killed my father, you
know. Last winter, after Christmas, she drove the car into a tree and
killed my father.'
Inspector Walsh watched Diane's face carefully. 'I see. So you
wanted to kill your mother?' 
Diane laughed. 'I wanted to kill her, but I didn't. I can tell you a lot
of things about this family, Inspector. Everyone wanted Mother to
die. Uncle Albert wanted her money for his wife, Annie. And then
my brother.
He needs a lot of money. He has an expensive house and an
expensive car. And think of Jackie. Do you know that Jackie didn't
like Mother? A long time ago, a nice boy worked here. He was the
gardener. Jackie loved him very much, but Mother said no. A
gardener was not a good husband for a Clarkson girl!'
Inspector Walsh listened quietly. All this was very interesting but
was it important? Perhaps. What a happy family the Clarksons
were!
'We found the empty bottle of sleeping tablets in your room,'
Inspector Walsh said quietly. He watched her face carefully.
Diane stood up suddenly, her face angry. 'What? I didn't put it
there! I'm not going to listen to this!' She ran out of the room.
'Well, well, well,' Inspector Walsh said. 'She likes you, Sergeant. You
need to be careful.'
Sergeant Foster laughed but his face went red again.
'Someone put sleeping tablets in Molly's hot milk,' the Inspector
said. 'All the family were in the kitchen last night. Peter Hobbs and
Tom Briggs were there, too. One of them killed Molly.'
Inspector Walsh got his hat and coat. 'Come on. We need to talk to
Peter Hobbs and Tom Briggs. Let's get some more coffee first. I'd
like a sandwich, too. I'm hungry again!'
green car. He got up slowly. He wore old blue trousers and a dirty
orange shirt.
'We want to talk about Mrs. Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said.
'Oh, it's about her,' Peter said. He looked at the Inspector. 'I know
she's dead. Someone in the village told me.'
'Why did you go to the Clarksons' house last night?'
'Jackie wanted me to come and see her brother, Roger. "You're
angry," she said. "Come and tell Roger." I went to the house but
nobody opened the door. So I made a lot of noise and then they
opened the door. Old Mrs. Clarkson wasn't there. But I told Roger. I
told them all!' Peter hit the car with his hand. 'I wanted to kill that
woman. I lost my job, my first job, because of her. Last month I was
in trouble with the police and that old woman wrote to my office
and she told them about the police. I wanted to kill her!'
'Take it easy!' Inspector Walsh said. 'What happened next?'

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CHAPTER 5After the coffee and sandwiches, Inspector Walsh called RogerClarkson to the office. Roger came in and sat down. The Inspectorbegan at once.'Now, Mr. Clarkson. Why was your mother angry with you lastnight?''This house is very big,' Roger said. 'It was a lot of work for Mother. Iwanted her to move. But no, she loved this house and garden. Shedidn't want to move.''Tell me about your job, Mr. Clarkson. Your mother is dead and nowyou're rich. Do you need money?' Roger's face was suddenly afraid. 'What are you saying? I didn't killmy mother. I need money, that's true. A friend and I want to buildten houses here, in this garden. We can get a lot of money for them.So I wanted Mother to sell this house. It's true. But Mr. Briggswanted half the garden, too, you know, for his farm.'Inspector Walsh moved a pencil on the table. 'Tell me, whathappened upstairs? You went to your mother's room?''Yes, I did. I wanted to say goodnight to my mother.''Did you talk about the house again?''Yes, I did. Again, she said no. She loved the house and didn't wantto sell it.'Inspector Walsh watched Roger for a minute. 'I see. We found theempty bottle of sleeping tablets, Mr. Clarkson, in Diane's room.'Roger's face did not change. 'Oh? Someone put them there. Dianedid not kill my mother, I know that. She found the body.''Very well. I would like to see Diane next.'Roger got up and left the room.Inspector Walsh stood up and put his hands in his pockets. He wentto the window and looked out at the trees. Why was Roger Clarksonafraid? Was it important? He looked at Sergeant Foster.'Tomorrow morning, go to Mr. Clarkson's office - you have thename,' he said. 'Ask some questions about him, about his job,friends, money.'Sergeant Foster wrote it down. 'Yes, Inspector.''A good day for tennis, Sergeant?'Sergeant Foster laughed. 'Don't say that. It's not easy, you know. Idon't like sitting here looking at the sun.'Diane came into the room and sat down. She looked at SergeantFoster and smiled. 'I saw you at the Tennis Club last month, I think.You play very well.'Sergeant Foster's face went red. Inspector Walsh looked at him. 'Ohyes. A fast and exciting player is Sergeant Foster.'Diane smiled again at Sergeant Foster and his face went redder.'Well, Miss Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said, 'I want you to talk aboutlast night.' Diane stopped smiling. 'Oh, I can talk about last night. I can't stoptalking about it. We were all angry. Mother went to bed early and Imade hot milk for her. We were all in the kitchen, and Peter Hobbscame in. He nearly broke the back door down.' Diane stopped.'Yes?''He was very angry about a letter. He wanted to kill Mother. Are yougoing to talk to him?''We're going to talk to everyone.''Good. Tom Briggs came into the kitchen, too. Are you going to talkto him?' 'I'm asking the questions, Miss Clarkson. When did you take the milkupstairs?''I went up after Roger.' She stopped for a minute. Then she beganagain. 'I didn't like my mother, Inspector. She killed my father, youknow. Last winter, after Christmas, she drove the car into a tree andkilled my father.'Inspector Walsh watched Diane's face carefully. 'I see. So youwanted to kill your mother?' Diane laughed. 'I wanted to kill her, but I didn't. I can tell you a lotof things about this family, Inspector. Everyone wanted Mother todie. Uncle Albert wanted her money for his wife, Annie. And thenmy brother.He needs a lot of money. He has an expensive house and anexpensive car. And think of Jackie. Do you know that Jackie didn'tlike Mother? A long time ago, a nice boy worked here. He was thegardener. Jackie loved him very much, but Mother said no. Agardener was not a good husband for a Clarkson girl!'Inspector Walsh listened quietly. All this was very interesting butwas it important? Perhaps. What a happy family the Clarksonswere!'We found the empty bottle of sleeping tablets in your room,'Inspector Walsh said quietly. He watched her face carefully.Diane stood up suddenly, her face angry. 'What? I didn't put itthere! I'm not going to listen to this!' She ran out of the room.'Well, well, well,' Inspector Walsh said. 'She likes you, Sergeant. Youneed to be careful.'Sergeant Foster laughed but his face went red again.'Someone put sleeping tablets in Molly's hot milk,' the Inspectorsaid. 'All the family were in the kitchen last night. Peter Hobbs andTom Briggs were there, too. One of them killed Molly.'Inspector Walsh got his hat and coat. 'Come on. We need to talk toPeter Hobbs and Tom Briggs. Let's get some more coffee first. I'dlike a sandwich, too. I'm hungry again!'green car. He got up slowly. He wore old blue trousers and a dirtyorange shirt.'We want to talk about Mrs. Clarkson,' Inspector Walsh said.'Oh, it's about her,' Peter said. He looked at the Inspector. 'I knowshe's dead. Someone in the village told me.''Why did you go to the Clarksons' house last night?''Jackie wanted me to come and see her brother, Roger. "You'reangry," she said. "Come and tell Roger." I went to the house butnobody opened the door. So I made a lot of noise and then theyopened the door. Old Mrs. Clarkson wasn't there. But I told Roger. Itold them all!' Peter hit the car with his hand. 'I wanted to kill thatwoman. I lost my job, my first job, because of her. Last month I wasin trouble with the police and that old woman wrote to my officeand she told them about the police. I wanted to kill her!''Take it easy!' Inspector Walsh said. 'What happened next?'

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ГЛАВА 5
После кофе и бутерброды, инспектор Уолш назвал Роджера
Кларксон в офис. Роджер пришел и сел. Инспектор
начал сразу.
"Теперь, мистер Кларксон. Почему ваша мать сердится на вас в прошлом
ночь?
"Этот дом очень большой," сказал Роджер. "Это была большая работа для Матери. Я
хотел, чтобы она двигаться. Но нет, она любила этот дом и сад. Она
не хочет, чтобы двигаться.
"Расскажите мне о вашей работе, г-н Кларксон. Ваша мать умерла, и теперь
вы богаты. Тебе нужны деньги?' Лицо Роджера вдруг испугалась. 'О чем ты говоришь? Я не убивал
свою мать. Мне нужны деньги, это правда. Друг и я хочу, чтобы построить
десять домов здесь, в этом саду. Мы можем получить много денег за них.
Так что я хотел маму продать этот дом. Это правда. Но г-н Бриггс
хотел половину сад, тоже, знаете ли, для своей фермы.
Инспектор Уолш переехал карандаш на стол. "Скажи мне, что
случилось наверху? Вы пошли в комнату своей матери?
"Да, я сделал. Я хотел сказать, спокойной ночи моей матери
"." Разве вы говорите о доме снова?
"Да, я сделал. Опять же, она сказала нет. Она любила дом и не
хотите, чтобы продать его.
Инспектор Уолш наблюдал Роджера за минуту. 'Я вижу. Мы нашли
пустую бутылку снотворного, мистер Кларксон, в комнате Дианы.
Лицо Роджера не изменится. 'Ой? Кто-то положил их там. Диана
не убить мою мать, я знаю, что. Она нашла тело.
"Очень хорошо. Я хотел бы, чтобы в следующем Диану.
Роджер встал и вышел из комнаты.
Инспектор Уолш встал и сунул руки в карманы. Он пошел
к окну и выглянул на деревья. Почему Роджер Кларксон
бояться? Было ли это важно? Он посмотрел на сержанта Фостера.
"Завтра утром, ехать в офис г-на Кларксона - у вас есть
имя, сказал он. "Спросите некоторые вопросы о нем, о его работе,
друзей, деньги.
Сержант Фостер записал. "Да,
инспектор." Хороший день для тенниса, сержант?
Смеялись сержант Фостер. "Не сказать, что. Это не легко, вы знаете. Я
не люблю сидеть здесь, глядя на солнце.
Диана вошла в комнату и сел. Она посмотрела на сержанта
Фостера и улыбнулся. "Я видел тебя в теннисном клубе в прошлом месяце, я думаю.
Вы очень хорошо играть.
Лицо сержанта Фостера покраснел. Инспектор Уолш посмотрел на него. "О, да.
Быстрый и захватывающий игрок сержант Фостер.
Диана снова улыбнулся сержант Фостер на его лицо пошел краснее.
"Ну, мисс Кларксон," Инспектор Уолш сказал: "Я хочу, чтобы вы говорить о
прошлой ночи.
Диана перестала улыбаться. "О, я могу говорить о прошлой ночи. Я не могу перестать
говорить об этом. Мы все были гнев. Мать пошла спать рано, и я
сделал горячее молоко за нее. Мы все были на кухне, и Питер Хоббс
пришел. Он чуть не сломал заднюю дверь. " Диана остановилась.
"Да?"
"Он был очень зол о письме. Он хотел убить маму. Вы
собираетесь поговорить с ним?
"Мы собираемся поговорить со
всеми." Хорошо. Том Бриггс пришел на кухню, тоже. Собираетесь ли вы поговорить
с ним? "Я задаю вопросы, мисс Кларксон. Когда вы берете молоко
наверх?
"Я подошел после Роджера. Она остановилась на минуту. Затем она начала
снова. "Я не люблю свою мать, инспектор. Она убила моего отца, вы
знаете,. Прошлой зимой, после Рождества, она вела машину в дерево и
убил моего отца.
Инспектор Уолш внимательно наблюдал лицо Дианы. 'Я вижу. Таким образом, вы
хотели убить свою мать?
"Засмеялась Диана. "Я хотел убить ее, но я не сделал. Я могу рассказать вам много
вещей об этой семье, инспектор. Каждый хотел Матери
умереть. Дядя Альберт хотел ее деньги для своей жены, Энни. А потом
мой брат.
Он требует много денег. Он имеет дорогой дом и
дорогой автомобиль. И думаю, что Джеки. Вы знаете, что Джеки не
хотел мама? Давным-давно, хороший мальчик работал здесь. Он был
садовником. Джеки очень любила его, но мама сказала нет.
Садовник не был хорошим мужем для девушки Кларксон!
Инспектор Уолш молча выслушал. Все это было очень интересно, но
это было важно? Возможно,. Что счастливая семья в Clarksons
были!
"Мы нашли пустую бутылку снотворного в своей комнате,"
тихо сказал инспектор Уолш. Он наблюдал ее лицо тщательно.
Диана внезапно встал, и лицо ее гнев. 'Что? Я не ставил его
там! Я не собираюсь слушать это! Она выбежала из комнаты.
"Ну, хорошо, хорошо," сказал инспектор Уолш. Она любит вас, сержант. Вы
должны быть осторожны.
Сержант Фостер рассмеялся, но его лицо снова пошел красный.
"Кто-то положил снотворного в горячем молоке Молли," Инспектор
сказал. "Вся семья были на кухне вчера вечером. Питер Хоббс и
Том Бриггс тоже были там. Один из них погиб Молли.
Инспектор получил Уолш шляпу и пальто. 'Давай. Мы должны поговорить с
Питером Хоббс и Том Бриггс. Давайте еще немного кофе первым. Я
хотел бутерброд, тоже. Я голоден снова!
"Зеленый автомобиль. Он медленно встал. Он носил старые синие штаны и грязную
оранжевый рубашку.
"Мы хотим говорить о миссис Кларксон," сказал инспектор Уолш.
"О, это о ней," сказал Питер. Он посмотрел на инспектора. "Я знаю,
что она мертва. Кто-то в деревне сказали мне.
"Почему вы идете к Clarksons 'дома прошлой
ночью?" Джеки хотел, чтобы я прийти и посмотреть ее брата, Роджер. "Ты
зол," сказала она. "Приди и скажи Роджера». Я пошел в дом, но
никто не открыл дверь. Так что я сделал много шума, и затем они
открыли дверь. Старая миссис Кларксон не было. Но я сказал Роджер. Я
рассказал им все! Петр ударил машину с его стороны. "Я хотел убить этого
женщину. Я потерял свою работу, свою первую работу, из-за нее. В прошлом месяце я был
в беде с полицией и что старуха написал в мой офис, и она рассказала им о полиции.
Я хотел убить ее!
"Полегче! Сказал инспектор Уолш. 'Что произошло дальше?'

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ГЛАВА 5
после того, как кофе и бутерброды, инспектор Уолш называется Роджер
Кларксон в управление. Роджер и сел. Инспектор
начал.
'сейчас г-н Кларксон. Почему ваша мать сердиться в прошлом
ночь? '
'этот дом очень большой,' Роджер говорит. "Было много работы для матери. Я
хотели ее в движение. Но нет, она любила этот дом и сад. Она
не хотите переместить. '
"Расскажите мне о задании, г-н Кларксон. Ваша мать не работает и в настоящее время
вы богатых. Вам нужны деньги?' Роджер, внезапно боятся. "Мы обсуждали? А я и не убивать
моя мать. Мне нужны деньги, верно. Друг и я хочу построить
десять домов здесь, в этом саду. Мы можем получить много денег для их.
я хотел мать продать этот дом. И это действительно так. Но г-н Бриггз
хотели бы половину сада, слишком,

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