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LetitiaBlacklock wasn’t in the room that night. There’s just a few minutes inwhich to make sure Miss Murgatroyd can’t tell anything. No time to makea plan or set a stage. Just crude murder. She greets the poor woman andstrangles her. Then a quick rush home, to change, to be sitting by the firewhen the others come in, as though she’d never been out.

“And then came the revelation of Julia’s identity. She breaks her pearlsand is terrified they may notice her scar. Later, the Inspector telephonesthat he’s bringing everyone there. No time to think, to rest. Up to her neckin murder now, no mercy killing—or undesirable young man to be put outof the way. Crude plain murder. Is she safe? Yes, so far. And then comesMitzi—yet another danger. Kill Mitzi, stop her tongue! She’s beside herselfwith fear. Not human any longer. Just a dangerous animal.”

“But why were you in the broom cupboard, Aunt Jane?” asked Bunch.

“Couldn’t you have left it to Sergeant Fletcher?”

“It was safer with two of us, my dear. And besides, I knew I could mimicDora Bunner’s voice. If anything could break Charlotte Blacklock down—that would.”