En smakebit på søndag - 17

Söndag - några minuter till - och dags för en smakebit utgående från Astrid Terese. Jag undrar i mitt stilla sinne när i herrans namn jag ska få lite lugn och ro att läsa klart den bara. 

The next day Miss Amelia did not open the store but stayed locked up in her premises and saw no one. Now this was the day that the rumor started - the rumor so terrible that the town and all the country about were stunned by it. The rumor was stated by a weaver called Merlie Ryan. He is a man of not much account - sallow, shambling, and with no teeth in his head. He has the treee-day malaria, wich means that every third day the fever comes on him. So on two days he is dull and cross, but on the third day he livens up and sometimes has an idea or two, most of which are foolish. It was while Merlie Ryan was in his fever that he turned suddey and said:
'I know what Miss Amelia done. She murdered that man for something in that suitcase'