Chapter 31: XXXI

XXXI Colonel Melchett and I both stared at her. “A trap? What kind of a trap?” Miss Marple was a little diffident, but it was clear that she had a plan fully outlined. “Supposing Mr. Redding were to be rung up on the telephone and warned.” Colonel Melchett smiled. “ ‘All is discovered. Fly!’ That’s an old wheeze, Miss Marple. Not that it isn’t often successful! But I think in this case young Redding is too downy a bird to be caught that way.” “It would have to be something s…