n spite of his increased status at Scotland Yard； was still ready to believe that when Miss Marple voiced an opinion there was usually something behind it。
But would that softvoiced native police officer pay any attention to an old lady's urgency？ Dr。 Graham？ But Dr。 Graham was not what she neededtoo gentle and hesitant； certainly not a man of quick decisions and rapid actions。
Miss Marple； feeling rather like a humble deputy of the Almighty； almost cried aloud her need in Biblical phrasing。
Who will go for me？
Whom shall I send？
The sound that reached her ears a moment later was not instantly recognised by her as an answer to a prayer； far from it。 At the back of her mind it registered only as a man possibly calling his dog。
〃TO？〃
Miss Marple； lost in perplexity； paid no attention。
〃Hi！〃 The volume thus increased。 Miss Marple looked vaguely round。
〃Hi！〃 called Mr。 Rafiel impatiently。 He added： 〃You there〃
Miss Marple had not at first realised that Mr。 Rafiel's 〃Hi You〃 was addressed to her。 It was not a method that anyone had ever used before to summon her。 It was certainly not a gentlemanly mode of address。 Miss Marple did not resent it because people seldom did resent Mr。 Rafiel's somewhat arbitrary method of doing things。 He was a law unto himself and people accepted him as such。
Miss Marple looked across the intervening space between her bungalow and his。 Mr。 Rafiel was sitting outside on his loggia and he beckoned her。
〃You were calling me？〃 she asked。
〃Of course I was calling you；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel。 〃Who did you think I was callinga cat？ e over here。〃
Miss Marple looked round for her handbag； picked it up； and crossed the intervening space。
〃I can't e to you unless someone helps me；〃 explained Mr。 Rafiel； 〃so you've got to e to me。〃
〃Oh yes；〃 said Miss Marple； 〃I quite understand that。〃
Mr。 Rafiel pointed to an adjacent chair。 〃Sit down；〃 he said； 〃I want to talk to you。 Something damned odd is going on in this island。〃
〃Yes； indeed；〃 agreed Miss Marple； taking the chair as indicated。 By sheer habit she drew her knitting out of her bag。
〃Don't start knitting again；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel； 〃I can't stand it。 I hate women knitting。 It irritates me。〃
Miss Marple returned her knitting to her bag。 She did this with no undue air of meekness； rather with the air of one who makes allowances for a fractious patient。
〃There's a lot of chitchat going on；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel； 〃and I bet you're in the forefront of it。 You and the parson and his sister。〃
〃It is； perhaps； only natural that there should be chitchat；〃 said Miss Marple with spirit； 〃given the circumstances。〃
〃This Island girl gets herself knifed。 Found in the bushes。 Might be ordinary enough。 That chap she was living with might have got jealous of another manor he's got himself another girl and she got jealous and they had a row。 Sex in the tropics。 That sort of stuff。 What do you say？〃
〃No；〃 said Miss Marple； shaking her head。
〃The authorities don't think so； either。〃
〃They would say more to you；〃 pointed out Miss Marple； 〃than they would say to me。〃
〃All the same； I bet you know more about it than I do。 You've listened to the tittletattle。〃
〃Certainly I have；〃 said Miss Marple。
〃Nothing much else to do； have you； except listen to tittletattle？〃
〃It is often informative and useful。〃
〃D'you know；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel； studying her attentively； 〃I made a mistake about you。 I don't often make mistakes about people。 There's a lot more to you than I thought there was。 All these rumours about Major Palgrave and the stories he told。 You think he was bumped off； don't you？〃
〃I very much fear so；〃 said Miss Marple。
〃Well； he was；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel。
Miss Marple drew a deep breath。 〃That is definite is it？〃 she asked。
〃Yes； it's definite enough。 I had it from Daventry。 I'm not breaking a confidence because the facts of the autopsy will have to e out。 You told Graham something； he went to Daventry； Daventry went to the Administrator； the C。I。D。 were informed； and between them they agreed that things looked fishy； so they dug up old Palgrave and had a look。〃
〃And they found？〃 Miss Marple paused interrogatively。
〃They found he'd had a lethal dose of something that only a doctor could pronounce properly。 As far as I can remember it sounds vaguely like diflorhexagonalethylcarbenzol。 That's not the right name。 But that's roughly what it sounds like。 The police doctor put it that way so that nobody should know； I suppose； what it really was。 The stuff's probably got some quite simple nice easy name like Evipan or Veronal or Easton's Syrup or something of that kind。 This is its official name to baffle laymen with。 Anyway； a sizeable dose of it； I gather； would produce death； and the signs would be much the same as those of high blood pressure aggravated by overindulgence in alcohol on a gay evening。 In fact； it all looked perfectly natural and nobody questioned it for a moment。 Just said 'poor old chap' and buried him quick。 Now they wonder if he ever had high blood pressure at all。 Did he ever say he had to you？〃
〃No。〃
〃Exactly！ And yet everyone seems to have taken it as a fact。〃
〃Apparently he told people he had。〃
〃It's like seeing ghosts；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel。 〃You never meet the chap who's seen the ghost himself。 It's always the second cousin of his aunt； or a friend； or a friend of a friend。 But leave that for a moment。 They thought he had blood pressure； because there was a bottle of tablets controlling blood pressure found in his room butand now we're ing to the pointI gather that this girl who was killed went about saying that that bottle was put there by somebody else； and that actually it belonged to that fellow Greg。〃
〃Mr。 Dyson has got blood pressure。 His wife mentioned it；〃 said Miss Marple。
〃So it was put in Palgrave's room to suggest that he suffered from blood pressure and to make his death seem natural。〃
〃Exactly；〃 said Miss Marple。 〃And the story was put about； very cleverly； that he had frequently mentioned to people that he had high blood pressure。 But you know； it's very easy to put about a story。 Very easy。 I've seen a lot of it in my time。〃
〃I bet you have；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel。
〃It only needs a murmur here and there；〃 said Miss Marple。 〃You don't say it of your own knowledge you just say that Mrs。 B。 told you that Colonel C。 told her。 It's always at second hand or third hand or fourth hand and it's very difficult to find out who was the original whisperer。 Oh yes； it can be done。 And the people you say it to go on and repeat it to others as if they know it of their own knowledge。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Miss Marple； 〃I think somebody's been quite clever。〃
〃This girl saw something； or knew something and tried blackmail； I suppose；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel。
〃She mayn't have thought of it as blackmail；〃 said Miss Marple。 〃In these large hotels； there are often things the maids know that some people would rather not have repeated。 And so they hand out a larger tip or a little present of money。 The girl possibly didn't realise at first the importance of what she knew。〃
〃Still； she got a knife in her back all right；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel brutally。
〃Yes。 Evidently someon