Inspector Morse 4 - Service Of All The Dead - Plot & Excerpts
RAWLINSON WAS getting more than a little anxious when Ruth had still not arrived home at five minutes to one. She suspected—knew, really—that Ruth's visits to the Randolph were establishing themselves into a regular lunch-time pattern, and it was high time she reminded her daughter of her filial responsibilities. For the moment, however, it was the primitive maternal instinct that was paramount; and increasingly so, as the radio news finished at ten-past one with still no sign of her daughter. At a quarter-past one the phone rang, shattering the silence of the room with a shrill, abrupt urgency, and Mrs. Rawlinson reached across for the receiver with a shaking hand, incipient panic welling up within her as the caller identified himself.'Mrs. Rawlinson? Chief Inspector Morse here.'Oh my God! 'What is It?' she blurted out. 'What's happened?''Are you all right, Mrs. Rawlinson?''Yes. Oh, yes. I—I just thought for a moment . . .''I assure you there's nothing to worry about.' (But didn't his voice sound a little worried?) 'I just wanted a quick word with your daughter, please.''She's—she's not in at the moment, I'm afraid.
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