M iss Marple had found no difficulty in enjoying her stay in London. She did a lot of the things that she had not hadthe time to do in her hitherto brief visits to the capital. It has to be regretfully noted1 that she did not avail herself of thewide cultural activities that would have been possible to her. She visited no picture galleries and no museums. Theidea of patronizing a dress show of any kind would not even have occurred to her. What she did visit were the glassand china departments of the large stores, and the household linen2 departments, and she also availed herself of somemarked down lines in furnishing fabrics3. Having spent what she considered a reasonable sum upon these householdinvestments, she indulged in various excursions of her own. She went to places and shops she remembered from heryoung days, sometimes merely with the curiosity of seeing whether they were still there. It was not a pursuit that shehad ever had time for before, and she enjoyed it very much. After a nice little nap after lunch, she would go out, and,avoiding the attentions of the commissionaire if possible, because he was so firmly imbued4 with the idea that a lady ofher age and frailty5 should always go in a taxi, she walked towards a bus stop, or tube station. She had bought a smallguide to buses and their routes—and an Underground Transport Map; and she would plan her excursion carefully. Oneafternoon she could be seen walking happily and nostalgically round Evelyn Gardens or Onslow Square murmuringsoftly, “Yes, that was Mrs. Van Dylan’s house. Of course it looks quite different now. They seem to have remodelledit. Dear me, I see it’s got four bells. Four flats, I suppose. Such a nice old-fashioned square this always was.”
Rather shamefacedly she paid a visit to Madame Tussaud’s, a well-remembered delight of her childhood. InWestbourne Grove6 she looked in vain for Bradley’s. Aunt Helen had always gone to Bradley’s about her sealskinjacket.
Window shopping in the general sense did not interest Miss Marple, but she had a splendid time rounding upknitting patterns, new varieties of knitting wool, and suchlike delights. She made a special expedition to Richmond tosee the house that had been occupied by Great-Uncle Thomas, the retired7 admiral. The handsome terrace was stillthere but here again each house seemed to be turned into flats. Much more painful was the house in Lowndes Squarewhere a distant cousin, Lady Merridew, had lived in some style. Here a vast skyscraper8 building of modernistic designappeared to have arisen. Miss Marple shook her head sadly and said firmly to herself, “There must be progress Isuppose. If Cousin Ethel knew, she’d turn in her grave, I’m sure.”
It was on one particularly mild and pleasant afternoon that Miss Marple embarked9 on a bus that took her overBattersea Bridge. She was going to combine the double pleasure of taking a sentimental10 look at Princes TerraceMansions where an old governess of hers had once lived, and visiting Battersea Park. The first part of her quest wasabortive. Miss Ledbury’s former home had vanished without trace and had been replaced by a great deal of gleamingconcrete. Miss Marple turned into Battersea Park. She had always been a good walker but had to admit that nowadaysher walking powers were not what they were. Half a mile was quite enough to tire her. She could manage, she thought,to cross the Park and go out over Chelsea Bridge and find herself once more on a convenient bus route, but her stepsgrew gradually slower and slower, and she was pleased to come upon a tea enclosure situated11 on the edge of the lake.
Teas were still being served there in spite of the autumn chill. There were not many people today, a certain amountof mothers and prams12, and a few pairs of young lovers. Miss Marple collected a tray with tea and two sponge cakes.
She carried her tray carefully to a table and sat down. The tea was just what she needed. Hot, strong and very reviving.
Revived, she looked round her, and, her eyes stopping suddenly at a particular table, she sat up very straight in herchair. Really, a very strange coincidence, very strange indeed! First the Army & Navy Stores and now here. Veryunusual places those particular two people chose! But no! She was wrong. Miss Marple took a second and strongerpair of glasses from her bag. Yes, she had been mistaken. There was a certain similarity, of course. That long straightblonde hair; but this was not Bess Sedgwick. It was someone years younger. Of course! It was the daughter! Theyoung girl who had come into Bertram’s with Lady Selina Hazy’s friend, Colonel Luscombe. But the man was thesame man who had been lunching with Lady Sedgwick in the Army & Navy Stores. No doubt about it, the samehandsome, hawklike13 look, the same leanness, the same predatory toughness and — yes, the same strong, virileattraction.
“Bad!” said Miss Marple. “Bad all through! Cruel! Unscrupulous. I don’t like seeing this. First the mother, now thedaughter. What does it mean?”
It meant no good. Miss Marple was sure of that. Miss Marple seldom gave anyone the benefit of the doubt; sheinvariably thought the worst, and nine times out of ten, so she insisted, she was right in so doing. Both these meetings,she was sure, were more or less secret meetings. She observed now the way these two bent14 forward over the table untiltheir heads nearly touched; and the earnestness with which they talked. The girl’s face—Miss Marple took off herspectacles, rubbed the lenses carefully, then put them on again. Yes, this girl was in love. Desperately15 in love, as onlythe young can be in love. But what were her guardians16 about to let her run about London and have these clandestineassignments in Battersea Park? A nicely brought up, well-behaved girl like that. Too nicely brought up, no doubt! Herpeople probably believed her to be in some quite other spot. She had to tell lies.
On the way out Miss Marple passed the table where they were sitting, slowing down as much as she could withoutits being too obvious. Unfortunately, their voices were so low that she could not hear what they said. The man wasspeaking, the girl was listening, half pleased, half afraid. “Planning to run away together, perhaps?” thought MissMarple. “She’s still under age.”
Miss Marple passed through the small gate in the fence that led to the sidewalk of the park. There were cars parkedalong there and presently she stopped beside one particular car. Miss Marple was not particularly knowledgeable17 overcars but such cars as this one did not come her way very often, so she had noted and remembered it. She had acquireda little information about cars of this style from an enthusiastic great-nephew. It was a racing18 car. Some foreign make—she couldn’t remember the name now. Not only that, she had seen this car, or one exactly like it, seen it onlyyesterday in a side street close to Bertram’s Hotel. She had noticed it not only because of its size and its powerful andunusual appearance but because the number had awakened19 some vague memory, some trace of association in hermemory. FAN 2266. It had made her think of her cousin Fanny Godfrey. Poor Fanny who stuttered, who had said “Ihave got t-t-t-wo s-s-s-potz….”
She walked along and looked at the number of this car. Yes, she was quite right. FAN 2266. It was the same car.
Miss Marple, her footsteps growing more painful every moment, arrived deep in thought at the other side of ChelseaBridge and by then was so exhausted20 that she hailed the first taxi she saw with decision. She was worried by thefeeling that there was something she ought to do about things. But what things and what to do about them? It was allso indefinite. She fixed21 her eyes absently on some newsboards.
“Sensational developments in train robbery,” they ran. “Engine driver’s story,” said another one. Really! MissMarple thought to herself, every day there seemed to be a bank holdup or a train robbery or a wage pay snatch.
Crime seemed to have got above itself.

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