25-11-25 IV Nextthe Dorchester. Suite 190. Well, Chief-Inspector Ardwyck Fenn looked down at the card in his hand. Craddock. What can I do for you? I hope you wont mind if I ask you a few questions. Not at all. Its this business at Much Benham. Nowhats the a...

25-11-25 III There was a neatly docketed pile of papers on Craddocks desk at New Scotland Yard. He gave a perfunctory glance through them, then threw a question over his shoulder. Wheres Lola Brewster staying? At the Savoy, sir. Suite 1800. Shes expecting yo...

25-11-25 II Nobody could have been more ready to talk than Donald McNeil. He was an amiable red- headed young man. He greeted Dermot Craddock with pleasure and curiosity. How are you getting along, he asked cheerfully, got any little special titbit for me? N...

25-11-25 Fourteen I Mrs. Bantry was on her knees. A good day for hoeing. Nice dry soil. But hoeing wouldnt do everything. Thistles now, and dandelions. She dealt vigorously with these pests. She rose to her feet, breathless but triumphant, and looked out ove...

70-01-01 FourteenIMrs. Bantry was on her knees. A good day for hoeing. Nice dry soil. Buthoeing wouldn’t do everything. Thistles now, and dandelions. She dealtvigorously with these pests.She rose to her feet, breathless but triumphant, and looked out over th...

70-01-01 IIIMarina Gregg received Craddock in a room on the first floor, which wasobviously her own private sitting room opening out of her bedroom. Afterthe accounts of her prostration and her nervous state, Dermot Craddockhad expected to find a fluttering i...

70-01-01 IIAt Gossington Hall Dermot Craddock was received by Ella Zielinsky. Shewas, as usual, brisk and efficient.“Miss Gregg is waiting for you, Mr. Craddock,” she said.Dermot looked at her with some interest. From the beginning he hadfound Ella Zielinsk...

70-01-01 ThirteenI“I suppose it couldn’t possibly have been the mayor?” said InspectorCornish wistfully.He tapped the paper with the list of names on it with his pencil. DermotCraddock grinned.“Wishful thinking?” he asked.“You could certainly call it th...

25-11-25 TwelveMiss Marple was pursuing her own methods of research.“It’s very kind, Mrs. Jameson, very kind of you indeed. I can’t tell youhow grateful I am.”“Oh, don’t mention it, Miss Marple. I’m sure I’m glad to oblige you. I sup-pose you’ll want...

25-10-20 II Well, Tom, what have you got for me? Detective- Sergeant Tiddler grinned appreciatively. His name was not Tom, it was William, but the combination of Tom Tiddler had always been too much for his colleagues. What gold and silver have you picked up...