“I looked up tontine in the dictionary,” said Lucy.
The first greetings were over and now Lucy was wandering rather aimlessly round the room, touching1 a china doghere, an antimacassar there, the plastic work-box in the window.
“I thought you probably would,” said Miss Marple equably.
Lucy spoke2 slowly, quoting the words. “Lorenzo Tonti, Italian banker, originator, 1653, of a form of annuity3 inwhich the shares of subscribers who die are added to the profit shares of the survivors4.” She paused. “That’s it, isn’t it?
That fits well enough, and you were thinking of it even then before the last two deaths.”
She took up once more her restless, almost aimless prowl round the room. Miss Marple sat watching her. This wasa very different Lucy Eyelesbarrow from the one she knew.
“I suppose it was asking for it really,” said Lucy. “A will of that kind, ending so that if there was only one survivorleft he’d get the lot. And yet—there was quite a lot of money, wasn’t there? You’d think it would be enough sharedout…” She paused, the words trailing off.
“The trouble is,” said Miss Marple, “that people are greedy. Some people. That’s so often, you know, how thingsstart. You don’t start with murder, with wanting to do murder, or even thinking of it. You just start by being greedy,by wanting more than you’re going to have.” She laid her knitting down on her knee and stared ahead of her intospace. “That’s how I came across Inspector5 Craddock first, you know. A case in the country. Near Medenham Spa.
That began the same way, just a weak amiable6 character who wanted a great deal of money. Money that that personwasn’t entitled to, but there seemed an easy way to get it. Not murder then. Just something so easy and simple that ithadn’t seemed wrong. That’s how things begin… But it ended with three murders.”
“Just like this,” said Lucy. “We’ve had three murders now. The woman who impersonated Martine and who wouldhave been able to claim a share for her son, and then Alfred, and then Harold. And now it only leaves two, doesn’t it?”
“You mean,” said Miss Marple, “there are only Cedric and Emma left?”
“Not Emma. Emma isn’t a tall dark man. No. I mean Cedric and Bryan Eastley. I never thought of Bryan becausehe’s fair. He’s got a fair moustache and blue eyes, but you see—the other day…” She paused.
“Yes, go on,” said Miss Marple. “Tell me. Something has upset you very badly, hasn’t it?”
“It was when Lady Stoddart-West was going away. She had said good-bye and then suddenly turned to me just asshe was getting into the car and asked: ‘Who was that tall dark man who was standing7 on the terrace as I came in?’
“I couldn’t imagine who she meant at first, because Cedric was still laid up. So I said, rather puzzled, ‘You don’tmean Bryan Eastley?’ and she said, ‘Of course, that’s who it was, Squadron Leader Eastley. He was hidden in our loftonce in France during the Resistance. I remembered the way he stood, and the set of his shoulders,’ and she said, ‘Ishould like to meet him again,’ but we couldn’t find him.”
Miss Marple said nothing, just waited.
“And then,” said Lucy, “later I looked at him… He was standing with his back to me and I saw what I ought tohave seen before. That even when a man’s fair his hair looks dark because he plasters it down with stuff. Bryan’s hairis a sort of medium brown, I suppose, but it can look dark. So you see, it might have been Bryan that your friend sawin the train. It might….”
“Yes,” said Miss Marple. “I had thought of that.”
“I suppose you think of everything!” said Lucy bitterly.
“Well, dear, one has to really.”
“But I can’t see what Bryan would get out of it. I mean the money would come to Alexander, not to him. I supposeit would make an easier life, they could have a bit more luxury, but he wouldn’t be able to tap the capital for hisschemes, or anything like that.”
“But if anything happened to Alexander before he was twenty-one, then Bryan would get the money as his fatherand next of kin,” Miss Marple pointed8 out.
Lucy cast a look of horror at her.
“He’d never do that. No father would ever do that just—just to get the money.”
Miss Marple sighed. “People do, my dear. It’s very sad and very terrible, but they do.
“People do very terrible things,” went on Miss Marple. “I know a woman who poisoned three of her children justfor a little bit of insurance money. And then there was an old woman, quite a nice old woman apparently9, whopoisoned her son when he came home on leave. Then there was that old Mrs. Stanwich. That case was in the papers. Idare say you read about it. Her daughter died and her son, and then she said she was poisoned herself. There waspoison in the gruel10, but it came out, you know, that she’d put it there herself. She was just planning to poison the lastdaughter. That wasn’t exactly for money. She was jealous of them for being younger than she was and alive, and shewas afraid—it’s a terrible thing to say but it’s true—they would enjoy themselves after she was gone. She’d alwayskept a very tight hold on the purse strings11. Yes, of course she was a little peculiar12, as they say, but I never see myselfthat that’s any real excuse. I mean you can be a little peculiar in so many different ways. Sometimes you just go aboutgiving all your possessions away and writing cheques on bank accounts that don’t exist, just so as to benefit people. Itshows, you see, that behind being peculiar you have quite a nice disposition13. But of course if you’re peculiar andbehind it you have a bad disposition—well, there you are. Now, does that help you at all, my dear Lucy?”
“Does what help me?” asked Lucy, bewildered.
“What I’ve been telling you,” said Miss Marple. She added gently, “You mustn’t worry, you know. You reallymustn’t worry. Elspeth McGillicuddy will be here any day now.”
“I don’t see what that has to do with it.”
“No, dear, perhaps not. But I think it’s important myself.”
“I can’t help worrying,” said Lucy. “You see, I’ve got interested in the family.”
“I know, dear, it’s very difficult for you because you are quite strongly attracted to both of them, aren’t you, in verydifferent ways.”
“What do you mean?” said Lucy. Her tone was sharp.
“I was talking about the two sons of the house,” said Miss Marple. “Or rather the son and the son-in-law. It’sunfortunate that the two more unpleasant members of the family have died and the two more attractive ones are left. Ican see that Cedric Crackenthorpe is very attractive. He is inclined to make himself out worse than he is and has aprovocative way with him.”
“He makes me fighting mad sometimes,” said Lucy.
“Yes,” said Miss Marple, “and you enjoy that, don’t you? You’re a girl with a lot of spirit and you enjoy a battle.
Yes, I can see where that attraction lies. And then Mr. Eastley is a rather plaintive14 type, rather like an unhappy littleboy. That, of course, is attractive, too.”
“And one of them’s a murderer,” said Lucy bitterly, “and it may be either of them. There’s nothing to choosebetween them really. There’s Cedric, not caring a bit about his brother Alfred’s death or about Harold’s. He just sitsback looking thoroughly15 pleased making plans for what he’ll do with Rutherford Hall, and he keeps saying that it’llneed a lot of money to develop it in the way he wants to do. Of course I know he’s the sort of person who exaggerateshis own callousness17 and all that. But that could be a cover, too. I mean everyone says that you’re more callous16 thanyou really are. But you mightn’t be. You might be even more callous than you seem!”
“Dear, dear Lucy, I’m so sorry about all this.”
“And then Bryan,” went on Lucy. “It’s extraordinary, but Bryan really seems to want to live there. He thinks heand Alexander could find it awfully18 jolly and he’s full of schemes.”
“He’s always full of schemes of one kind or another, isn’t he?”
“Yes, I think he is. They all sound rather wonderful—but I’ve got an uneasy feeling that they’d never really work. Imean, they’re not practical. The idea sounds all right — but I don’t think he ever considers the actual workingdifficulties.”
“They are up in the air, so to speak?”
“Yes, in more ways than one. I mean they are usually literally19 up in the air. They are all air schemes. Perhaps areally good fighter pilot never does quite come down to earth again….”
She added: “And he likes Rutherford Hall so much because it reminds him of the big rambling20 Victorian house helived in when he was a child.”
“I see,” said Miss Marple thoughtfully. “Yes, I see….”
Then, with a quick sideways glance at Lucy, she said with a kind of verbal pounce21, “But that isn’t all of it, is it,dear? There’s something else.”
“Oh, yes, there’s something else. Just something that I didn’t realize until just a couple of days ago. Bryan couldactually have been on that train.”
“On the 4:33 from Paddington?”
“Yes. You see Emma thought she was required to account for her movements on 20th December and she went overit all very carefully—a committee meeting in the morning, and then shopping in the afternoon and tea at the GreenShamrock, and then, she said, she went to meet Bryan at the station. The train she met was the 4:50 from Paddington,but he could have been on the earlier train and pretended to come by the later one. He told me quite casually22 that hiscar had had a biff and was being repaired and so he had to come down by train—an awful bore, he said, he hatestrains. He seemed quite natural about it all… It may be quite all right—but I wish, somehow, he hadn’t come down bytrain.”
“Actually on the train,” said Miss Marple thoughtfully.
“It doesn’t really prove anything. The awful thing is all this suspicion. Not to know. And perhaps we never shallknow!”
“Of course we shall know, dear,” said Miss Marple briskly. “I mean—all this isn’t going to stop just at this point.
The one thing I do know about murderers is that they can never let well alone. Or perhaps one should say—ill alone.
At any rate,” said Miss Marple with finality, “they can’t once they’ve done a second murder. Now don’t get too upset,Lucy. The police are doing all they can, and looking after everybody — and the great thing is that ElspethMcGillicuddy will be here very soon now!”

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