By Agatha Christie
Rex Fortescue, king of a monetary empire, was once sipping
tea in his “counting house” while he suffered
an agonizing and surprising dying. On later inspection,
the wallet of the deceased have been came upon to contain
traces of cereals.
Yet, it was once the incident within the parlor which confirmed
Miss Marple's suspicion that the following she was
looking at a case of crime via rhyme. . . .
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32 I remember that Saturday in October really well. Mr. Lange was in town, I forget why, so only Jimmy and I did the afternoon milking. I don’t recall trying to start much in the way of conversation with Jimmy. I was preoccupied, I know that. The deadline for Yale was a couple weeks away, and I still hadn’t the courage to press
What about the . ” Mr. Lange cocked his finger, like a kid with an imaginary gun. “Don’t play innocent with me. Get. Out. Don’t show your face here again. ” Then he stalked over to the barn, swiped up the magazine, and followed Jimmy. The pastor trailed behind. Mrs. Lange was nowhere to be seen. So I did what Mr. Lange said. I put that cow away in her stall and then I hopped on my bicycle and pedaled as fast as I could for home. Where things only got worse. _____________ 37 It was dark by the time I made it home, but in the glow of an outdoor spot I saw my sister, Mallory, waiting at the head of the driveway.
But, some days, it’s not too different from being a soldier-soldier. Like this time a couple years ago, I saw this woman pulled over in the breakdown lane about five miles out of Quantico. Her hazard lights were on, but no one was stopping. Rush hour, you know how it is. I guess everyone figured she had a cell, she’d call for help. Anyway, I pulled over, jogged back to see what was going on. Well, that woman had a belly out to here and was in hard labor. Her cell was dead, and she just couldn’t drive herself anymore.
A Pocket Full of Rye (Miss Marple, Book 6) by Agatha Christie