1. The Round Pond Killing
Bert Hale， the world-famous inventor， walked into
Kensington Gardens with his latest invention under his
arm. It was the afternoon of Sunday， August 1st. High
overhead， in a fitful easterly wind， kites were dancing，
like spots before liverish eyes. From the bandstand， as if a
door were being intermittently opened and closed on the
music， the strains of a Gilbert and Sullivan medley blared
out， then receded to a pianissimo， rose and were shut off:
the scarlet and brass of the bandsmen twinkled between
the low trees， as the leaves stirred nervously. A news-
paper sheet wrapped itself round Bert s leg. He rubbed
his eyes， into which the wind had puffed some dust， and
stamping the newspaper flat， read the headlines:
SOVIET DELEGATION HERE TOMORROW
IS IT PEACE?
Bert s mind registered the headline as part of some-
thing that was in the air， something talked about all
round him， tuning with the gay， vague， yet exasperated
atmosphere of the summer afternoon， the high-flying
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