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 face powders sometimes。〃

〃You seem to be very knowledgeable on the subject;〃 said Miss Marple。

〃Worked in the pharmaceutical line for a bit;〃 said Jackson。 〃One learns to know a good deal about cosmetics there。 Put stuff in a fancy jar; package it expensively; and it's astonishing what you could rook women for。〃

〃Is that what you?〃 Miss Marple broke off deliberately。

〃Well no; I didn't e in here to talk about cosmetics;〃 Jackson agreed。

〃You've not had much time to think up a lie;〃 thought Miss Marple to herself。 〃Let's see what you'll e out with。〃

〃Matter of fact;〃 said Jackson; 〃Mrs。 Walters lent her lipstick to Mrs。 Kendal the other day。 I came in to get it back for her。 I tapped on the window and then I saw Mrs。 Kendal was fast asleep; so I thought it would be quite all right if I just walked across into the bathroom and looked for it。〃

〃I see;〃 said Miss Marple。 〃And did you find it?〃

Jackson shook his head。 〃Probably in one of her handbags;〃 he said lightly。 〃I won't bother。 Mrs。 Walters didn't make a point of it。 She only just mentioned it casually。〃 He went on; surveying the toilet preparations: 〃Doesn't have very much; does she? Ah well; doesn't need it at her age。 Good natural skin。〃

〃You must look at women with quite a different eye from ordinary men;〃 said Miss Marple; smiling pleasantly。

〃Yes。 I suppose various jobs do alter one's angle。〃

〃You know a good deal about drugs?〃

〃Oh yes。 Good 。 If you ask me; there are too many of them about nowadays。 Too many tranquilisers and pep pills and miracle drugs and all the rest of it。 All right if they're given on prescription; but there are too many of them you can get without prescription。 Some of them can be dangerous。〃

〃I suppose so;〃 said Miss Marple。 〃Yes; I suppose so。〃

〃They have a great effect; you know; on behaviour。 A lot of this teenage hysteria you get from time to time。 It's not natural causes。 The kids've been taking things。 Oh; there's nothing new about it。 It's been known for ages。 Out in the Eastnot that I've ever been thereall sorts of funny things used to happen。 You'd be surprised at some of the things women gave their husbands。 In India; for example; in the bad old days; a young wife who married an old husband。 Didn't want to get rid of him; I suppose; because she'd have been burnt on the funeral pyre; or if she wasn't burnt she'd have been treated as an outcast by the family。 No catch to have been a widow in India in those days。 But she could keep an elderly husband under drugs; make him semiimbecile; give him hallucinations; drive him more or less off his head。〃 He shook his head。 〃Yes; lot of dirty work。〃

He went on: 〃And witches; you know。 There's a lot of interesting things known now about witches。 Why did they always confess; why did they admit so readily that they were witches; that they had flown on broomsticks to the Witches' Sabbath。〃

〃Torture;〃 said Miss Marple。

〃Not always;〃 said Jackson。 〃Oh yes; torture accounted for a lot of it; but they came out with some of those confessions almost before torture was mentioned。 They didn't so much confess as boast about it。 Well; they rubbed themselves with ointments; you know。 Anointing they used to call it。 Some of the preparations; belladonna; atropine; all that sort of thing; if you rub them on the skin they give you hallucinations of levitation; of flying through the air。 They thought it all was genuine; poor devils。 And look at the Assassinsmedieval people; out in Syria; the Lebanon; somewhere like that。 They fed them Indian hemp; gave them hallucinations of paradise and houris; and endless time。 They were told that that was what would happen to them after death; but to attain it they had to go and do a ritual killing。 Oh; I'm not putting it in fancy language; but that's what it came to。〃

〃What it came to;〃 said Miss Marple; 〃is in essence the fact that people are highly credulous。〃

〃Well yes; I suppose you could put it like that。〃

〃They believe what they are told;〃 said Miss Marple。 〃Yes indeed; we're all inclined to do that;〃 she added。 Then she said sharply。 〃Who told you these stories about India; about the doping of husbands with datura;〃 and she added sharply; before he could answer; 〃Was it Major Palgrave?〃

Jackson looked slightly surprised。

〃Wellyes; as a matter of fact; it was。 He told me a lot of stories like that。 Of course most of it must have been before his time; but he seemed to know all about it。〃

〃Major Palgrave was under the impression that he knew a lot about everything;〃 said Miss Marple。 〃He was often inaccurate in what he told people。〃 She shook her head thoughtfully。 〃Major Palgrave;〃 she said; 〃has a lot to answer for。〃

There was a slight sound from the adjoining bedroom。 Miss Marple turned her head sharply。 She went quickly out of the bathroom into the bedroom。 Lucky Dyson was standing just inside the window。

〃Ioh! I didn't think you were here; Miss Marple。〃

〃I just stepped into the bathroom for a moment;〃 said Miss Marple; with dignity and a faint air of Victorian reserve。

In the bathroom; Jackson grinned broadly。 Victorian modesty always amused him。

〃I just wondered if you'd like me to sit with Molly for a bit;〃 said Lucky。 She looked over towards the bed。 〃She's asleep; isn't she?〃

〃I think so;〃 said Miss Marple。 〃But it's really quite all right。 You go and amuse yourself; my dear。 I thought you'd gone on that expedition?〃

〃I was going;〃 said Lucky; 〃but I had such a filthy headache that at the last moment I cried off。 So I thought I might as well make myself useful。〃

〃That was very nice of you;〃 said Miss Marple。 She reseated herself by the bed and resumed her knitting; 〃but I'm quite happy here。〃

Lucky hesitated for a moment or two and then turned away and went out。

Miss Marple waited a moment then tiptoed back into the bathroom; but Jackson had departed; no doubt through the other door。 Miss Marple picked up the jar of face cream he had been holding; and slipped it into her pocket。



Chapter 22

A MAN IN HER LIFE



Getting a little chat in a natural manner with Dr。 Graham was not so easy as Miss Marple had hoped。 She was particularly anxious not to approach him directly since she did not want to lend undue importance to the questions she was going to ask him。

Tim was back; looking after Molly and Miss Marple had arranged that she should relieve him there during the time that dinner was served and he was needed in the dining room。 He had assured her that Mrs。 Dyson was quite willing to take that on; or even Mrs。 Hillingdon; but Miss Marple said firmly that they were both young women who liked enjoying themselves and that she herself preferred a light meal early and so that would suit everybody。 Tim once again thanked her warmly。 Hovering rather uncertainly round the hotel and on the pathway which connected with various bungalows; among them Dr。 Graham's; Miss Marple tried to plan what she was going to do next。

She had a lot of confused and contradictory ideas in her head and if there was one thing that Miss Marple did not like; it was to have confused and contradictory ideas。 This whole business had started out clearly enough。 Major Palgrave with his regrettable capacity for telling stories; his indiscretion that had obviously been overheard and the corollary; his death within twentyfour hours。 Nothing difficult about that; thought Miss Marple。 But afterwards; she was forced to admit; there was nothing but difficulty。

Everything pointed in too many different directions at once。 Once admit that you didn't believe a word that anybody had said to you; that nobody could be trusted; and that many of the persons with whom she had conversed here had had regrettable resemblances to certain persons at St。 Mary Mead; and where did that lead you? Her mind was increasingly focused on the victim。 Someone was going to be killed and she had the increasing feeling that she ought to know quite well who that someone was。

There had been something。 Something she had heard? Noticed? Seen?

Something someone had told her that had a bearing on the case。 Joan Prescott? Joan Prescott had said a lot of things about a lot of people。 Scandal? Gossip? What exactly had Joan Prescot

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