Chapter 27: XXVII

XXVII Griselda and Dennis had not yet returned. I realized that the most natural thing would have been for me to go up to the house with Miss Marple and fetch them home. Both she and I had been so entirely taken up with our preoccupation over the mystery that we had forgotten anybody existed in the world except ourselves. I was just standing in the hall, wondering whether I would not even now go over and join them, when the door bell rang. I crossed over to it. I saw there was a letter …