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she tried to give her friend a deli-cious death … The party, and all the things she liked to eat, and trying tostop people saying things to upset her. And then the tablets, whatever theywere, in the aspirin bottle by her own bed so that Bunny, when shecouldn’t find the new bottle of aspirin she’d just bought, would go there toget some. And it would look, as it did look, that the tablets had been meantfor Letitia. …

“And so Bunny died in her sleep, quite happily, and Charlotte felt safeagain. But she missed Dora Bunner—she missed her affection and her loy-alty, she missed being able to talk to her about the old days … She criedbitterly the day I came up with that note from Julian—and her grief wasquite genuine. She’d killed her own dear friend….”

“That’s horrible,” said Bunch. “Horrible.”

“But it’s very human,” said Julian Harmon. “One forgets how humanmurderers are.”

“I know,” said Miss Marple. “Human. And often very much to be pitied.

But very dangerous, too. Especially a weak kindly murderer like CharlotteBlacklock. Because, once a weak person gets really frightened, they getquite savage with terror and they’ve no self-control at all.”

“Murgatroyd?” said Julian.

“Yes, poor Miss Murgatroyd. Charlotte must have come up to the cottageand heard them rehearsing the murder. The window was open and shelistened. It had never occurred to her until that moment that there wasanyone else who could be a danger to her. Miss Hinchcliffe was urging herfriend to remember what she’d seen and until that moment Charlottehadn’t realized that anyone could have seen anything at all. She’d as-sumed that everybody would automatically be looking at Rudi Scherz. Shemust have held her breath outside the window and listened. Was it goingto be all right? And then, just as Miss Hinchcliffe rushed off to the stationMiss Murgatroyd got to a point which showed that she had stumbled onthe truth. She called after Miss Hinchcliffe: ‘She wasn’t there.…’