Three Is a Lucky umber. Margery Allingham

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Three Is a Lucky umber Margery Allingham

At five o’clock on a September afternoon Ronald Torbay was making preparations for his

third murder. He was being very careful. He realized that murdering people becomes more

dangerous if you do it often.

He was in the bathroom of the house that he had recently rented. For a moment he paused to

look in the mirror. The face that looked back at him was thin, middle-aged and pale. Dark

hair, a high forehead and well-shaped blue eyes. Only the mouth was unusual – narrow and

quite straight. Even Ronald Torbay did not like his own mouth.

A sound in the kitchen below worried him. Was Edyth coming up to have her bath before he

had prepared it for her? No, it was all right: she was going out of the back door. From the

window he saw her disappearing round the side of the house into the small square garden. It

was exactly like all the other gardens in the long street. He didn’t like her to be alone there.

She was a shy person, but now new people had moved into the house next door, and there was

a danger of some silly woman making friends with her. He didn’t want that just now.

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Each of his three marriages had followed the same pattern. Using a false name, he had gone

on holiday to a place where no one knew him. There he had found a middle-aged, unattractive

woman, with some money of her own and no family. He had talked her into marrying him,

and she had then agreed to make a will which left him all her money. Both his other wives

had been shy too. He was very careful to choose the right type of woman: someone who

would not make friends quickly in a new place.

Mary, the first of them, had had her deadly ‘accident’ almost unnoticed, in the bathroom of

the house he had rented – a house very like this one, but in the north of England instead of the

south. The police had not found anything wrong. The only person who was interested was a

young reporter on the local newspaper. He had written something about death in the middle of

happiness, and had printed photographs of Mary’s wedding and her funeral, which took place

only three weeks after the wedding.

Dorothy had given him a little more trouble. It was not true that she was completely alone in

the world, as she had told him. Her brother had appeared at the funeral, and asked difficult

questions about her money. There had been a court case, but Ronald had won it, and the

insurance company had paid him the money.

All that was four years ago. Now, with a new name, a newly invented background, and a

different area to work in, he felt quite safe.

From the moment he saw Edyth, sitting alone at a little table in the restaurant of a seaside

hotel, he knew she was his next ‘subject’. He could see from her face that she was not happy.

And he could also see that she was wearing a valuable ring.

After dinner he spoke to her. She did not want to talk at first, but in the end he managed to

start a conversation. After that, everything went as he expected. His methods were oldfashioned

and romantic, and by the end of a week she was in love with him.

Her background was very suitable for Ronald’s purpose. After teaching at a girls’ school for

ten years, she had gone home to look after her sick father and had stayed with him until he

died. Now, aged forty-three, she was alone, with a lot of money, and she didn’t know what to

do with herself.

Five weeks after they met, Ronald married her, in the town where they were both strangers.

The same afternoon they both made a will leaving all their property to each other. Then they

moved into the house which he had rented cheaply because the holiday season was at an end.

It was the most pleasant of his marriages. He found Edyth a cheerful person, and even quite

sensible – except that it was stupid of her to believe that a man would fall in love with her at

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first sight. Ronald knew he must not make the mistake of feeling sorry for her. He began to

make plans for ‘her future’, as he called it.

Two things made him do this earlier than he intended. One was the way she refused to talk

about her money. She kept all her business papers locked in a desk drawer, and refused to

discuss them. His other worry was her unnecessary interest in his job. Ronald had told Edyth

that he was a partner in an engineering company, which was giving him a long period of

absence. Edyth accepted the story, but she asked a lot of questions and wanted to visit his

office and the factory.

So Ronald had decided that it was time to act.

He turned from the window; and began to run water into the bath. His heart was beating

loudly he noticed. He didn't like that. He needed to keep very calm.

The bathroom was the only room they had painted. He had done it himself soon after they

arrived. He had also put up the little shelf over the bath which held their bottles and creams

and a small electric heater. It was a cheap one, with two bars, and it was white, like the walls,

and not too noticeable. There was no electric point in the bathroom, but he was able to

connect the heater to a point just outside the door.

He turned on the heater now, and watched the bars become red and hot. Then he went out of

the room. The controls for all the electricity in the house were inside a cupboard at the top of

the stairs. Ronald opened the door carefully and pulled up the handle which turned off the

electricity. (He had a cloth over his hand, so that he would not leave fingerprints.)

Back in the bathroom the bars of the heater were turning black again. Still using the cloth, he

lifted the heater from the shelf and put it into the bath water, at the bottom end of the bath. Of

course, you could still see it. It looked as if it had fallen off the shelf by accident.

Edyth was coming back from the garden: he could hear her moving something outside the

kitchen door. He pulled a small plastic bottle out of his pocket and began to read again the

directions on the back.

A small sound behind him made him turn suddenly. There was Edith’s head, only two metres

away, appearing above the flat roof of the kitchen which was below the bathroom window.

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