'Portrait of a lady with grey eyes'

[Eleonore Magilinon]

"What are you thinking of, mon ami?"
He grinned at her over his shoulder, a curious grin that made her vaguely uneasy.
"As it happened, I was thinking of a woman, my dear."
"A woman, eh?"
Mirelle pounced on something that she could understand.
"You are thinking of some other woman, is that it?"
"Oh, you needn't worry, it is purely a fancy portrait. 'Portrait of a lady with grey eyes.'"
Mirelle said sharply, "When did you meet her?"
Derek Kettering laughed, and his laughter had a mocking, ironical sound.
"I ran into the lady in the corridor of the Savoy Hotel."
"Well! what did she say?"
"As far as I can remember, I said, 'I beg your pardon,' and she said, 'It doesn't matter,' or words to that effect."
"And then?" persisted the dancer.
Kettering shrugged his shoulders.
"And then - nothing. That was the end of the incident."
"I don't understand a word of what you are talking about," declared the dancer.
"Portrait of a lady with grey eyes," murmured Derek reflectively.
"Just as well I am never likely to meet her again."
"Why?"
"She might bring me bad luck. Women do."
(с)

Кто узнал, откуда сей отрывок, который я совершеннейше обожаю, за этот самый «Портрет леди с серыми глазами»?

Comments

[тэйшел]

Eleonore Magilinon, разумеетя, это The Mystery of the Blue Train Агаты))

[Eleonore Magilinon]

тэйшел, да, именно)))))))))))
Спасибо, что написала, все-таки... я помню, что ты это читала, но радостно, что кто-то это с тобой делит...)))))
Я вот почему-то безумно люблю этот момент и этот образ, эту фразу 'Portrait of a lady with grey eyes')))) Часо вспоминаю)))))