“Carrie Louise’s invitation will hardly be for an indefinite stay. Three weeks, perhaps—a month. That should be ample.” “For you to find out what is wrong?” “For me to find out what is wrong.” “My, Jane,” said Mrs. Van Rydock, “you’ve got a lot of confidence in yourself, haven’t you?” Miss Marple looked faintly reproachful. “You have confidence in me, Ruth. Or so you say … I can only assure you that I shall endeavour to justify your confidence.”
