“There’s Gina’s husband, isn’t there?” “Yes,” said Lewis gravely. “There is Gina’s husband.” “You don’t really know much about him. And one can’t help seeing that he’s a very unhappy young man.” Lewis sighed. “He hasn’t fitted in here—no. He’s no interest in or sympathy for what we’re trying to do. But after all, why should he? He’s young, crude, and he comes from a country where a man is esteemed by the success he makes of life.” “Whilst here we are so very fond of failures,” said Miss Marple.
