Bite Size Chandler

img_1051“‘You really think that?’

She stared at me. I finished my glass and got my weak look on my face again. She ignored it.

‘Of course I think it’, she said. ‘And so do you.’

‘I think it’s a little more complicated than that.’

Her smile was cosy and acid at the same time. ‘I beg your pardon. I forgot for the moment you were a detective. It would have to be complicated, wouldn’t it? I suppose there’s a sort of indecency about a simple case.'”

Raymond Chandler, Farewell, My Lovely, 1940.

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