By Kerry Greenwood
The great males at P&O are frightened. A succession of jewellery thefts from the firstclass passengers is rarely the easiest commercial for his or her cruises. particularly whilst it's most probably passenger is the thief. Phryne Fisher, along with her Lulu bob, eco-friendly eyes, cupid’s bow lips, and experience that the ends justify the skill, is simply the individual to mingle seamlessly with the higher periods and tackle a case of robbery at the excessive seas or at the least at the S.S. Hinemoa, on a luxurious cruise to New Zealand. She is wearing the good Queen of Sapphires, the Maharani, as bait. Shipboard romances, champagne cocktails, erotic photographers, jealous swains, Mickey Finns, jazz musicians, blackmail, and tried homicide mingle earlier than the thieves discover, as have numerous love-smitten males prior to them, that the place the glamorous and clever Phryne is anxious, resistance is futile.
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Light coloratura, very good at baroque music. Most famous for ‘‘The Jewel Song’’ from ‘‘Faust’’. ’ ‘Never heard of him,’ said Dot flatly. ’ asked Phryne. ‘Afternoon tea cloth,’ said Dot, shaking out the folds. ‘Not gold. Not for afternoon tea. Why not weave in a strand of that burnt sienna I see there? ’ ‘Good idea,’ said Dot, who always took Phryne’s advice on aesthetics. Phryne might not be able to mend even so small a thing as a rent in a stocking without pricking her fingers, making ladders, and finally throwing the stocking away and buying another, but she had excellent taste.
Phryne settled down to expound. ‘The first theft was from a young American lady with the unlikely name of Florence Van Sluys,’ she said as Dot threaded her needle expertly. ‘She had brought aboard a very valuable diamond necklace given to her by her doting father, a Midwest person involved in some oil enterprise, on the occasion of her eighteenth birthday. ’ asked Dot, drawing a thread through the fabric. 47 Death by Water-PAGES 21/4/05 2:21 PM Page 48 ‘No necklace,’ said Phryne. ‘She thought that the clasp must have come undone, and the whole dance floor was searched, as was the lady in case it was caught inside her clothes.
On sailing ships, they used to make the crew dance. On long voyages, you know, when they were becalmed or on station. ’ ‘And gives them something to do with their hands,’ said Phryne lightly. Evidently nothing was going to deter Theodore Green from imparting interesting facts to Phryne. She decided to enjoy them. You never know, she told herself, when you might need a fact or two. Mr and Mrs Cahill went past. They danced well, thought Phryne, as though they had danced together for a long time. Margery Lemmon was dancing with her uncle, old Mr Aubrey.