Monday, February 6, 2012

Clouds of Witness Ch 4 cont

“And here's where he got over,” said Lord Peter, pointing to a place where the chevaux de frise on the top was broken away.
a portable obstacle, usually a sawhorse, covered with projecting spikes or barbed wire, for military use in closing a passage, breaking in a defensive wall, etc.
1680–90; < French; literally, horse of Friesland, so called because first used by Frisians

“Here's the dent where his heels came down, and here's where he fell forward on hands and knees. Hum! Give us a back, old man, would you?
Parker is to kneel down so Wimsey can stand on his back.
Thanks. An old break, I see. Mr. Montague-now-in-the-States should keep his palings in better order. No. 10 tore his coat on the spikes all the same; he left a fragment of Burberry behind him.
Burberry Group plc (LSE: BRBY) is a British luxury fashion house, manufacturing clothing, fragrance, and fashion accessories. Its distinctive tartan pattern has become one of its most widely copied trademarks. Burberry is most famous for its iconic trench coat, which was invented by founder Thomas Burberry. The company has branded stores and franchises around the world, and also sells through concessions in third-party stores. HM Queen Elizabeth II and HRH The Prince of Wales have granted the company Royal Warrants. The Chief Creative Officer is Christopher Bailey. The company is listed on the London Stock Exchange and is a constituent of the FTSE 100 Index.

According to Business Weekly, Burberry is the 98th most valuable brand in the world

What luck! Here's a deep, damp ditch on the other side, which I shall now proceed to fall into.”

A slithering crash proclaimed that he had carried out his intention. Parker, thus callously abandoned, looked round, and, seeing that they were only a hundred yards or so from the gate, ran along and was let out, decorously, by Hardraw, the gamekeeper, who happened to be coming out of the lodge.

“By the way,” said Parker to him, “did you ever find any signs of any poachers on Wednesday night after all?”

“Nay,” said the man, “not so much as a dead rabbit. I reckon t'lady wor mistaken, an 'twore the shot I heard as killed t'Captain.”

“Possibly,” said Parker. “Do you know how long the spikes have been broken off the palings over there?”

“A moonth or two, happen. They should 'a' bin put right, but the man's sick.”

“The gate's locked at night, I suppose?”


“Anybody wishing to get in would have to waken you?”

“Aye, that he would.”

“You didn't see any suspicious character loitering about outside these palings last Wednesday, I suppose?”

“Nay, sir, but my wife may ha' done. Hey, lass!”

Mrs. Hardraw, thus summoned, appeared at the door with a small boy clinging to her skirts.

“Wednesday?” said she. “Nay, I saw no loiterin' folks. I keep a look-out for tramps and such, as it be such a lonely place. Wednesday. Eh, now, John, that wad be t'day t'young mon called wi' t'motor-bike.”

“Young man with a motor-bike?”

“I reckon 'twas. He said he'd had a puncture and asked for a bucket o' watter.”

“Was that all the asking he did?”

“He asked what were t'name o' t'place and whose house it were.”

“Did you tell him the Duke of Denver was living here?”

“Aye, sir, and he said he supposed a many gentlemen came up for t'shooting.”

“Did he say where he was going?”

“He said he'd coom oop fra' Weirdale an' were makin' a trip into Coomberland.”
Weirdale is actually a location in Satskatchewan, Canada.

Weardale is a dale, or valley, of the east side of the Pennines in County Durham, in England. Large parts of Weardale fall within the North Pennines Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty (AONB) - the second largest AONB in England and Wales. The upper valley is surrounded by high fells (up to 2,454 feet (748 m) O.D. at Burnhope Seat) and heather grouse moors. The River Wear flows through Weardale before reaching Bishop Auckland and then Durham, meeting the sea at Sunderland. Running roughly parallel to Weardale to the south is Teesdale. To the local people of Weardale, the area represents a part of English heritage and culture that is seldom encountered outside the sheltered valleys of the north of England. Walkers visiting Slit Wood in Westgate at the right time of year encounter several rare flowers.

Cumberland is a historic county of North West England, on the border with Scotland, from the 12th century until 1974. It formed an administrative county from 1889 to 1974 (excluding Carlisle from 1914) and now forms part of Cumbria.

“How long was he here?”

“Happen half an hour. An' then he tried to get his machine started, an' I see him hop-hoppitin' away towards King's Fenton.”

She pointed away to the right, where Lord Peter might be seen gesticulating in the middle of the road.

“What sort of a man was he?”

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