"Mydear,dearchildren-there'sreallynoneedtomakeitallsodifficult.Yourunclewasreallyaverysimpleman.Hehadtohavehislittlejoke,thatwasall."
Forthefirsttimetheygavehertheirfullattention."Justexactlywhatdoyoumean,MissMarple?"askedCharmian.
"Imean,dear,thatyou'reactuallyholdingthemoneyinyourhandthisminute."
Charmianstareddown.
"Thesignature,dear.Thatgivesthewholethingaway.Therecipeisjustanindication.Shornofalltheclovesandbrownsugarandtherestofit,whatisitactually?Why,gammonandspinachtobesure!Gammonandspinach!Meaning-nonsense!Soit'sclearthat.i.t'sthelettersthatareimportant.Andthen,ifyoutakeintoconsiderationwhatyouruncledidjustbeforehedied.Hetappedhiseye,yousaid.Well,thereyouare-thatgivesyoutheclue,yousee."
Charmiansaid,"Arewemad,orareyou?"
"Surely,mydear,youmusthaveheardtheexpressionmeaningthatsomethingisnotatruepicture,orhasitquitediedoutnowadays?'AllmyeyeandBettyMartin.'"
Edwardgasped,hiseyesfallingtotheletterinhishand."BettyMartin-"
"Ofcourse,MrRossiter.Asyouhavejustsaid,thereisn't-therewasn'tanysuchperson.Theletterswerewrittenbyyouruncle,andIdaresayhegotalotoffunoutofwritingthem!Asyousay,thewritingontheenvelopesismucholder-infact,theenvelopescouldn'tbelongtothelettersanyway,becausethepostmarkoftheoneyouareholdingiseighteenfifty-one."
Shepaused.Shemadeitveryemphatic:"Eighteenfifty-one.Andthatexplainseverything,doesn't.i.t?"
"Nottome,"saidEdward.
"Well,ofcourse,"saidMissMarple."Idaresayitwouldn'ttomeifitweren'tformygreat-nephewLionel.Suchadearlittleboyandapa.s.sionatestampcollector.Knowsallaboutstamps.Itwashewhotoldmeaboutrareandexpensivestampsandthatawonderfulnewfindhadcomeupforauction.AndIactuallyrememberhismentioningonestamp-an1851blue2cent.Itrealizedsomethinglike$25,000,Ibelieve.Fancy!Ishouldimaginethattheotherstampsaresomethingalsorareandexpensive.Nodoubtyouruncleboughtthroughdealersandwascarefulto'coverhistracks,'astheysayindetectivestories."
Edwardgroaned.Hesatdownandburiedhisfaceinhishands.
"What'sthematter?"demandedCharmian.
"Nothing.It'sonlytheawfulthoughtthat,butforMissMarple,wemighthaveburnedtheselettersinadecent,gentlemanlyway!"
"Ah,"saidMissMarple,"that'sjustwhattheseoldgentlemenwh.o.a.refondoftheirjokeneverrealize.MyUncleHenry,Iremember,sentafavouritenieceafive-poundnoteforaChristmaspresent.Heput.i.tinsideaChristmascard,gummedthecardtogether,andwroteonit:'Loveandbestwishes.AfraidthisisallIcanmanagethisyear.'"
"She,poorgirl,wasannoyedatwhatshethoughtwashismeannessandthrewitallstraightintothefire.Sothen,ofcourse,hehadtogiveheranother."
Edward'sfeelingstowardUncleHenryhadsufferedanabruptandcompletechange.
"MissMarple,"hesaid,"I'mgoingtogetabottleofchampagne.We'llalldrinkthehealthofyourUncleHenry."
Tape-MeasureMurder
MissPolitttookholdoftheknockerandrappedpolitelyonthecottagedoor.Afteradiscreetintervalsheknockedagain.Theparcelunderherleftarmshiftedalittlea.s.shedidso,andshereadjustedit.InsidetheparcelwasMrsSpenlow'snewgreenwinterdress,readyforfitting.FromMissPolitt'slefthanddangledabagofblacksilk,containingatapemeasure,apincushion,andalarge,practicalpairofscissors.
MissPolittwastallandgaunt,withasharpnose,pursedlips,andmeageriron-greyhair.Shehesitatedbeforeusingtheknockerforthethirdtime.Glancingdownthestreet,shesawafigurerapidlyapproaching.MissHartnell,jolly,weather-beaten,fifty-five,shoutedoutinherusualloudba.s.svoice,"Goodafternoon,MissPolitt!"
Thedressmakeranswered,"Goodafternoon,MissHartnell."Hervoicewas.e.xcessivelythinandgenteelinitsaccents.Shehadstartedlifeasalady'smaid."Excuseme,"shewenton,"butdoyouhappentoknowifbyanychanceMrsSpenlowisn'tathome?"
"Nottheleastidea,"saidMissHartnell.
"It'sratherawkward,yousee.IwastofitonMrsSpenlow'snewdressthisafternoon.Three-thirty,shesaid."
MissHartnellconsultedherwrist.w.a.tch."It'salittlepastthehalf-hournow."
"Yes.Ihaveknockedthreetimes,b.u.t.theredoesn'tseemtobeanyanswer,soIwaswonderingifperhapsMrsSpenlowmighthavegoneoutandforgotten.Shedoesn'tforgetappointmentsasarule,andshewantsthedresstowearthedayaftertomorrow."
MissHartnellenteredthegateandwalkedupthepathtojoinMissPolittoutsidethedoorofLaburnamCottage.
"Whydoesn'tGladysanswerthedoor?"shedemanded."Oh,no,ofcourse,it'sThursday-Gladys'sdayout.IexpectMrsSpenlowhasfallenasleep.Idon'texpectyou'vemadeenoughnoisewiththisthing."
Seizingtheknocker,sheexecutedadeafeningrat-a-tat-tatand,inaddition,thumpeduponthepanelsofthedoor.Shealsocalledoutinastentorianvoice:"Whatho,withinthere!"
Therewasnoresponse.
MissPolittmurmured,"Oh,IthinkMrsSpenlowmusthaveforgottenandgoneout.I'llcallaroundsomeothertime."Shebeganedgingawayanddownthepath.
"Nonsense,"saidMissHartnellfirmly."Shecan'thavegoneout.I'dhavemether.I'lljusttakealookthroughthewindowandseeifIcanfindanysignsoflife."
Shelaughedinherusualheartymanner,toindicatethat.i.twasajoke,andappliedaperfunctoryglancetothenearestwindowpane-perfunctorybecausesheknewquitewellthatthefrontroomwa.s.seldomused.MrandMrsSpenlowpreferredthesmallbacksitting-room.
Perfunctoryasitwas,though,itsucceededinitsobject.MissHartnell,itistrue,sawnosignsoflife.Onthecontrary,shesaw,throughthewindow,MrsSpenlowlyingonthehearthrug-dead.
"Ofcourse,"saidMissHartnell,tellingthestoryafterward,"Imanagedtokeepmyhead.ThatPolittcreaturewouldn'thavehadtheleastideaofwhattodo.'Gottokeepourheads,'Isaidtoher.'YoustayhereandI'llgoforConstablePalk.'Shesaidsomethingaboutnotwantingtobeleft,butIpaidnoattentionatall.Onehastobefirmwiththatsortofperson.I'vealwaysfoundtheyenjoymakingafuss.SoIwasjustgoingoffwhen,atthatverymoment,MrSpenlowcameroundthecornerofthehouse."
HereMissHartnellmadeasignificantpause.Itenabledheraudiencetoaskbreathlessly,"Tellme,howdidhelook?"
MissHartnellwouldthengoon:"Frankly,Isuspectedsomethingatonce!Hewasfartoocalm.Hedidn'tseemsurprisedintheleast.Andyoumaysaywhatyoulike,itisn'tnaturalforamantohearthathiswifeisdeadanddisplaynoemotionwhatever."
Everybodyagreedwiththisstatement.
Thepoliceagreedwithittoo.SosuspiciousdidtheyconsiderMrSpenlow'sdetachmentthattheylostnotimeinascertaininghowthatgentlemanwa.s.situatedasaresultofhiswife'sdeath.WhentheydiscoveredthatMrsSpenlowhadbeenthemoneyedpartner,andthathermoneywenttoherhusbandunderawillmadesoonaftertheirmarriage,theyweremoresuspiciousthanever.
MissMarple,thatsweet-faced(andsomesaidvinegar-tongued)elderlyspinsterwholivedinthehousenexttotherectory,wasinterviewedveryearly-withinhalfanhourofthediscoveryofthecrime.ShewasapproachedbyPoliceConstablePalk,importantlythumbinganotebook.
"Ifyoudon'tmind,ma'am,I'veafewquestionstoaskyou."
MissMarplesaid,"InconnectionwiththemurderofMrsSpenlow?"
Palkwa.s.startled."MayIask,madam,howyougottoknowofit?"
"Thefish,"saidMissMarple.
ThereplywasperfectlyintelligibletoConstablePalk.Hea.s.sumedcorrectlythatthefishmonger'sboyhadbrought.i.t,togetherwithMissMarple'seveningmeal.
MissMarplecontinuedgently,"Lyingonthefloorinthesitting-room,strangled-possiblybyaverynarrowbelt.Butwhateveritwas,itwastakenaway."
Palk'sfacewaswrathful."HowthatyoungFredgetstoknoweverything-"
MissMarplecuthimshortadroitly.Shesaid,"There'sapininyourtunic."
ConstablePalklookeddown,startled.Hesaid,"Theydosay:'Seeapinandpickitup,allthedayyou'llhavegoodluck.'"
"Ihopethatwillcometrue.Nowwhatisityouwantmetotellyou?"
ConstablePalkclearedhisthroat,lookedimportant,andconsultedhisnotebook."StatementwasmadetomebyMrArthurSpenlow,husbandofthedeceased.MrSpenlowsaysthatattwo-thirty,asfarashecansay,hewasrungupbyMissMarpleandaskedifhewouldcomeoverataquarterpastthree,a.s.shewasanxioustoconsulthimaboutsomething.Now,ma'am,isthattrue?"
"Certainlynot,"saidMissMarple.
"YoudidnotringupMrSpenlowattwo-thirty?"
"Neitherattwo-thirtynoranyothertime."
"Ah,"saidConstablePalk,andsuckedhismoustachewithagooddealofsatisfaction.
"WhatelsedidMrSpenlowsay?"
"MrSpenlow'sstatementwasthathecameoverhereasrequested,leavinghisownhouseattenminutespastthree;thatonarrivalherehewasinformedbythemaidservantthatMissMarplewasnotathome."
"Thatpartofitistrue,"saidMissMarple."Hedidcomehere,butIwasatameetingattheWomen'sInst.i.tute."
"Ah,"saidConstablePalkagain.
MissMarpleexclaimed,"Dotellme,Constable,doyoususpectMrSpenlow?"
"It'snotformetosayatthisstage,but.i.tlookstomeasthoughsomebody,namingnonames,hadbeentryingtobeartful."
MissMarplesaidthoughtfully,"MrSpenlow?"
ShelikedMrSpenlow.Hewasasmall,spareman,stiffandconventionalinspeech,theacmeofrespectability.Itseemedoddthatheshouldhavecometoliveinthecountry;hehadsoclearlylivedintownsallhislife.ToMissMarpleheconfidedthereason.
Hesaid,"Ihavealwaysintended,eversinceIwasasmallboy,toliveinthecountrysomedayandhaveagardenofmyown.Ihavealwaysbeenverymuchattachedtoflowers.Mywife,youknow,keptaflowershop.That'swhereIsawherfirst."
Adrystatement,but.i.topenedupavistaofromance.Ayounger,prettierMrsSpenlow,seenagainstabackgroundofflowers.
MrSpenlow,however,reallyknewnothingaboutflowers.Hehadnoideaofseeds,ofcuttings...o...b..ddingout,ofannualsorperennials.Hehadonlyavision-avisionofasmallcottagegardenthicklyplantedwithsweet-smelling,brightlycolouredblossoms.Hehadasked,almostpathetically,forinstructionandhadnoteddownMissMarple'srepliestoquestionsinalittlebook.
Hewasamanofquietmethod.Itwas,perhaps,becauseofthistraitthatthepolicewereinterestedinhimwhenhiswifewasfoundmurdered.WithpatienceandperseverancetheylearnedagooddealaboutthelateMrsSpenlow-andsoonallStMaryMeadknewittoo.
ThelateMrsSpenlowhadbegunlifeasabetween-maidinalargehouse.ShehadleftthatpositiontomarrythesecondgardenerandwithhimhadstartedaflowershopinLondon.Theshophadprospered.Notsothegardener,whobeforelonghadsickenedanddied.
Hiswidowcarriedontheshopandenlargeditinanambitiousway.Shehadcontinuedtoprosper.Thenshehadsoldthebusinessatahandsomepriceandembarkeduponmatrimonyforthesecondtime-withMrSpenlow,amiddle-agedjewellerwhohadinheritedasmallandstrugglingbusiness.NotlongafterwardtheyhadsoldthebusinessandcomedowntoStMaryMead.
MrsSpenlowwasawell-to-dowoman.Theprofitsfromherflorist'sestablishmentshehadinvested-"underspiritguidance,"a.s.sheexplainedtoallandsundry.Thespiritshadadvisedherwithunexpectedac.u.men.
Allherinvestmentshadprospered,someinquiteasensationalfashion.Instead,however,ofthisincreasingherbeliefinspiritualism,MrsSpenlowbaselydesertedmediumsandsittingsandmadeabriefbutwholeheartedplungeintoan.o.bscurereligionwithIndianaffinitieswhichwasbasedonvariousformsofdeepbreathing.When,however,shearrivedatStMaryMead,shehadrelapsedintoaperiodoforthodoxChurch-of-Englandbeliefs.ShewasagooddealattheVicarageandattendedchurchserviceswitha.s.siduity.Shepatronisedthevillageshops,tookaninterestinthelocalhappenings,andplayedvillagebridge.
Ahumdrum,everydaylife.And-suddenly-murder.
ColonelMelchett,thechiefconstable,hadsummonedInspectorSlack.
Slackwasapositivetypeofman.Whenhemadeuphismind,hewa.s.sure.Hewasquitesurenow."Husbanddidit,sir,"hesaid.
"Youthinkso?"
"Quitesureofit.You'veonlygottolookathim.Nevershowedasignofgrieforemotion.Hecamebacktothehouseknowingshewasdead."
"Wouldn'theatleasthavetriedtoactthepartofthedistractedhusband?"
"Nothim,sir.Toopleasedwithhimself.Somegentlemencan'tact.Toostiff.AsIseeit,hewasjustfedupwithhiswife.She'dgotthemoneyand,Ishouldsay,wasatryingwomantolivewith-alwaystakingupsome'ism'orother.Hecold-bloodedlydecidedtodoawaywithherandlivecomfortablyonhisown."
"Yes,thatcouldbethecase,Isuppose."
"Dependuponit,thatwasit.Madehisplanscareful.Pretendedtogetaphonecall-"
Melchettinterruptedhim:"Nocallertraced?"
"No,sir.Thatmeanseitherthatheliedorthatthecallwasputthroughfromapublictelephonebooth.Theonlytwopublicphonesinthevillageareatthestationandthepostoffice.Postofficeitcertainlywasn't.MrsBladeseeseveryonewhocomesin.Stationitmightbe.Trainarrivesattwotwenty-sevenandthere'sabitofbustlethen.b.u.t.themainthingishesaysitwasMissMarplewhocalledhimup,andthatcertainlyisn'ttrue.Thecalldidn'tcomefromherhouse,andsheherselfwasawayattheInst.i.tute."
"You'renotoverlookingthepossibilitythatthehusbandwasdeliberatelygotoutoftheway-bysomeonewhowantedtomurderMrsSpenlow?"
"You'rethinkingofyoungTedGerard,aren'tyou,sir?I'vebeenworkingonhim-whatwe'reupagainstthereislackofmotive.Hedoesn'tstandtogainanything."
"He'sanundesirablecharacter,though.Quiteaprettylittlespotofembezzlementtohiscredit."
"I'mnotsayingheisn'tawrong'un.Still,hedidgotohisbossandownuptothatembezzlement.Andhisemployersarewisetoit."
"AnOxfordGrouper,"saidMelchett.
"Yes,sir.Becameaconvertandwentofftodothestraightthingandownuptohavingpinchedmoney.I'mnotsaying,mindyou,that.i.tmayn'thavebeenastuteness-hemayhavethoughthewa.s.suspectedanddecidedtogambleonhonestrepentance."
"Youhaveaskepticalmind,Slack,"saidColonelMelchett."Bytheway,haveyoutalkedtoMissMarpleatall?"
"What'sshegottodowithit,sir?"
"Oh,nothing.Butshehearsthings,youknow.Whydon'tyougoandhaveachatwithher?She'saverysharpoldlady."
Slackchangedthesubject.
"OnethingI'vebeenmeaningtoaskyou,sir:Thatdomesticservicejobwherethedeceasedstartedhercareer-SirRobertAbercrombie'splace.That'swherethejewelrobberywas-emeralds-worthapacket.Nevergotthem.I'vebeenlookingitup-musthavehappenedwhentheSpenlowwomanwasthere,thoughshe'dhavebeenquiteagirlatthetime.Don'tthinkshewasmixedupinit,doyou,sir?Spenlow,youknow,wasoneofthoselittletuppenny-ha'pennyjewellers-justthechapforafence."
Melchettshookhishead.