Meanwhile, in the Library
An after dinner aperitif
by Tony Binns
After dinner, Agnes and her guests all retired to the library for a rousing game of “Find The Antidote.”Algernon sputtered around the room, looking wildly from shelf to shelf, turning an altogether unhealthy shade of waxy yellow as he did so. The colorless odourless concoction that was slipped into his port was picked up by Agnes on her last trip to Morocco, for just this occasion and was working splendidly.
“Colder…you’re getting colder” she laughed as he staggered toward the large Mahogany desk in the corner.
“For heaven’s sake man, you’ve already looked there…” said Thomas as Algernon wildly pulled books off the shelf on the east wall.
The customary cheering on and shouted hints ceased as Algernon collapsed to the floor in a heap.
“Pooh!” said Agnes indignantly as she rang for the maid “Now we shall be short a player for bridge.”
