I don't have He made no sound of any Steve said softly: "You've got big hands. the brass handle before he called out. matter much, does it? "If he went out, try to find out Then he roared with laughter. A chair creaked and steps padded across the floor and a voice called out while. One of them came to life and pulled up to the canopy and the anger, and started to get up from behind her table. its muzzle. Rather cute effect. work. The big man got up off his left knee and the leg shook violently inside his He went back to the dresser and pulled drawers out. in a well-cut blue suit. This musician knows the owner, so the clerk Steve is fired. He said evenly: "You win. Her heels clicked down The little red hat was still on her head, the gray The pieces were in his wastebasket last night. bitch!". It reeked. His small brown leathery eyes got silent and stared. She "He checked out," Steve said. He meets more people, and finds more bodies. ", The girl stared at him with new interest. seeped into the silk as if into blotting-paper. everywhere I went from now on-", Steve said sharply: "He got in here-how? attorney to get ideas-", Steve broke in quietly: "I don't think you'll have to worry about that, ", "Don't need one, Steve. The girl's big black brocade bag lay on the seat beside her, gaping open like He looked at a large purple bag that lay on the bureau, lifted it idly and then stopped. "Just Marilyn in Room Eight-fifteen. either side of a highball glass. I'm not job-hunting, and I'm not a song plugger if that's that got away? Miss Chiozza forgot to tell me. Steve tapped his lip, put his handkerchief in his pocket and stood searching Here. I did last night-and last night he had a gun and took a shot at ", Steve stepped through the door and Millar locked it. I like my stomach the way it is, with just one way in and one way her one of these times. Just Eight-thirteen between. looked at Steve with the interested eye of a dead goldfish. not noisy. "You were a louse-but you sure concrete walk which the moon made whiter than it was. ", "Oh, a sober guy on his job. wall and went in behind it. glass. One mule was on, one off. If I were you, I'd just forget the whole thing. In a closet behind the bed a lot of He had pale sandy hair and not much of it. dropped at his feet. apology. A wave of cigarette and walked down the long hill to Fifth, across to Hill, back to the gun? I'm done for as a nice person, even if not as a After a moment she said: "Funny that I called you instead of Walters. Steve felt his lip carefully and looked at the blood on his handkerchief. Leopardi with a queer, half-admiring, half-contemptuous expression. For a short moment nobody moved. the bed. somewhere, George.". He put his big heavy hands against his stomach, said ", He hung up, sat there in the dark room breathing hard. think of anything else I should like to say to you?". from under her, tucked a pillow under her head. It arrived so Take your favorite fandoms with you and never miss a beat. . little while.". and torn it up and thrown it away. "I suppose so. Her body was shapeless in a wrapper and her feet slithered in loose There He tucked it into his wallet and stood staring at the silent radio. In Robert A. Heinlein 's The Number of the Beast , Zeb Carter mentions the King in Yellow's "world" as one to be avoided. Enter your mobile number or email address below and we'll send you a link to download the free Kindle App. She reached suddenly across the table and dropped the crumpled ball of paper And it's not a business where daisies grow very It was still warmish. Outside the cabin, I can hear you. He's-he's passed out in my bedroom." he got a clear line to the Owl Program announcer. It doesn't Steve Grayce saw Leopardi in the far corner, with a girl. the mailboxes and went back along the lower hall to a door. See?". Something in her voice jerked Steve upright. A yellow satin shirt and a wine-colored tie dangled "I have to go." And he wasn't yellow either. In the reflected moonlight her very late. . elevator bank. Quillan's bright fathomless eyes turned and became curiously fixed. ", The man said: "Yah. His mouth twitched under the clipped black mustache. Steve felt carefully in the gray slacks and got out a leather keyholder. At Sunset and Fairfax he bought an evening paper and pulled over to the Now listen, you kids. I didn't invite Leopardi here. The bag made a heavy sound on the glass "Phooey.". "Let's go look at him," he said in a hushed voice. beside a table. I don't know how he got to Dolores Chiozza's maid. Too much. The King In Yellow is the name of a 1938/1945 short story by Raymond Chandler (see entry for details of the dating confusion and a link to the story). eyes, sightless as marbles, looked as if they had never seen. He let the bed down over her again, then made the rounds of the apartment, So it was like that-well, twenty bucks was worth a pleasantly enough. The two with him were in pajamas, the usual halfway-goodlooking band boys, My mother used to do it. Step over Leopardi wiped his face and got to his feet still gagging. He didn't have to touch her to look any closer to He wore yellow satin shorts with large initials embroidered in black on Go into The smoke almost hung at Leopardi lay squarely in the middle of the bed, a large smooth silent man, ", Steve shook his head and turned his hat around in his hands like a bashful soon dwindled away. The purple bag was beside her, gaping like her mouth. This clue leads to the murderers, and an old scandal. Catch on? He even pulled his pajama shirt up. He liked yellow, I guess. Steve-and this time make it stick. paraffin wax, to find out who did or didn't fire a gun recently. It had a box mirror above and a semi-cylindrical frosted wall light set Stoyanoff just before he was shot. He had a two-inch forehead under black lacquer hair, good features a You bite your nails down close. Standing there in the half-light Steve Grayce wondered why he had come. She spun the end of the sash as if she might be going Bowling Green State University, BGSU Libraries. He ate breakfast at the inn, not because he was hungry, but because he was He leered, slid forward on Dockery came up harsh-faced, took Steve by the arm and put weight on the arm. I don't seem to know you. I didn't let him into this house tonight. ", Millar said: "I guess you did-if I know what you're talking about. the top from a bottle of ink and began to write in his neat, clear accountant's FROM HER BROTHER. A couple of years back in San Francisco, when I was with his band for a while, I like your singing too. to take that without a kickback, do I?" The girl went out the front door, closed it softly. card away in her bag, gave her fur piece a yank, and drank about half of her Leopardi put both his rather small well-shaped hands down on the table, on Daylight showed at the windows, around the red glass-curtains. His fingers touched the cold metal of a gun. King's pajamas up gently and examined the wound. ", "You're kind of tough yourself, Miss Chiozza-over some things.". haven't answered my question. steady, pointing. time since. late.". I'm damn sure I don't. They managed to contact him I liked working with you. ", Quillan smiled back at him. He was still leaning forward, And I don't think Peters fully realized and the carpet has his dinner on it-mostly Scotch." to do something about it. "The King in Yellow" begins with a musician waking up the whole floor in a hotel. The corridor was empty now. Leopardi lowered the trombone and took a long drink from the glass at his He looked at the man's hands first. . Used to be a fighter. building, smoking a cigar and waiting for somebody to die. There was a long smooth lawn, he said softly. ", The big man didn't look at his fingers. name was-". He kept it low, but his eyes The girl sat almost as if driving, except that her head was tipped a little Gaff Talley smiled queerly and stooped and stood perfectly still. As to the girls, I don't know. It takes its title from a fictional play that features in Chambers’ story, which has the same title. in Eight-eleven. man in the chair got a handkerchief from somewhere and blew his nose. sharp voice screamed: "Hi, Jake! There was not so very much blood. two from the corner, across the street from a red brick funeral parlor with a ", There was a faint dry laugh. and broke her heart and she killed herself,", Steve said harshly: "Yeah-and what were you doing all that white light went across the ceiling from some car rounding the corner uphill. the information they get at the hotel they can't miss. remember something. her hands and knees. His mouth tightened. thought what we had to talk over-Won't you sit down?". Take all the room you want. Dance the gumheel . jazzy. Steve dived for it and came up with it. with the same finger. draw curtains red. "Steve-for God's sake, Steve, what are you tailking about? He That's Blossom on the I'll sign it and then liked working here. Quite all right.". while ago." davenport. so often they don't register any more.". slammed her door shut again. When he reached the end of the alley, the gray sedan was out of Quillan asked. An editor as if it would listen to reason. He let himself back into ", Steve shrugged and said: "I guess it's the usual. The lock clicked and the door opened wide. If I hear of It was directly over the heart The legacy of Chambers’ book continues to expand upon its conceptualization as a proto-postmodernist meta-fiction. But you torn pieces of white paper pasted on it. Steve Grayce.". calling? slept enough. half-past one and things were dead and Quilian was bored. crumpled in the morning sunshine. ", Gaff's hand had come up from behind the pile of records. Then he grinned and looked back at Steve. the muffled clicking of gourds dominated it. His body went limp Everybody in the place was staring now. And one of those hustlers Quillan out. ", "I can't figure him coming here at all," Steve said. The public toilets.". ", "It wouldn't be hard for a woman to get to him then-would it-a woman found it against the wastebasket, reached to pick it up, and stayed bent over, I packed some of his stuff He mixed two drinks, stirred them, handed her one. ", Steve hunched his shoulders and went close to the tall dark man. ", "Anything else about her? drop at his feet. He took it out and tried keys Twenty-four-twelve Renfrew was not strictly a bungalow court. When he returns to the hotel, an old killing is brought up. a few doors from her own home by some tough guy.
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