Murder at the Gallop Page #2

thereby providing more opportunity | for breaking his neck.

Finally, my sister, | Cora Lansquenet, out of gratitude

that she stayed out of the country | for 30 years and didn't bother me.

The money is to be given outright | to all parties concerned

with the hope that it will make them | all as miserable as possible."

That is the important part | as far as you're concerned, I'm sure.

No, the important part is how much | money am I going to get?

Really, George, | you shouldn't say things like that.

Why not? I want to know.

Of course, we all want to know.

Well, a rough estimate, | mind you very rough,

each of your shares should be | about 20,000 to 25,000.

Hector, I don't think you should | have used the word 'suddenly'

in the newspaper announcement | of your uncle's death.

What do you mean, Aunt Cora?

Well, it might make people wonder.

Anyway, it's all been | hushed up very nicely, hasn't it?

What are you talking about?

Well, after what he said when | he came to see me last month,

it can't do any good | making it public.

It should be kept strictly | in the family.

My dear Mrs Lansquenet, would you say | plainly what you mean by this?

That he was murdered, wasn't he?

What?!

Really, Aunt Cora, | that's a very silly thing to say...

Good morning.

Good morning, Inspector.

Thank you.

Miss Marple, when I thought it | was you, I thought, 'No',

but it is.

- Allow me. | - Thank you.

Miss Marple, you do realise | if I didn't know you well,

I would be detaining you | for loitering with intent?

Loitering with intent to what | conceivably, Inspector?

To snoop.

- Snoop! | - That is what I said, Miss Marple.

I'm sure everyone in Milchester | wants to know how much Enderby left.

I suppose you wanted to be first?

Well, since you are alleging that | I am a tittle-tattling busybody,

I bid you good day.

Come, Mr Stringer.

Miss Marple, don't you think | you should go to the police

and tell Inspector Craddock | what you overheard?

"Tittle-tattling busybody", | I believe, were his words.

- No, yours. | - His meaning.

Well, perhaps now...

Please, after this morning, I prefer | not to mention Inspector Craddock.

Well, anyway, | no matter what he thinks

after what Mrs Lansquenet said, | at least we know we were right -

Mr Enderby was murdered.

We know the motive; | 25,000 to each of the family.

Yes... and it's a great deal of money | and since they all benefit...

They are all suspects, true,

but a motive isn't enough. | Facts are what we want

otherwise we're groping in the dark.

No, we must set to work to find out | all we can about the entire family.

- Mrs Heyley-Brown? | - Yes.

Always a good starting place.

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