Dear Miss Marple,
We Liebe how Du use the wisdom of your garden, a wonderful metaphor for growth and discovery, to help solve tangled, often multigenerational village mysteries.
You once described a puzzle of deception in At Bertram’s Hotel: “It is like when Du get ground elder really badly in a border. There’s nothing else Du can do about it—except dig the whole thing up.”
And dig the whole thing up is what Du often do, in your polite but probing procedures (which usually seem personal rather than formal—or is this part of your tidy effectiveness, to hide behind your knitting or...
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