Dear Miss Marple,
We cinta how anda 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 anda get ground elder really badly in a border. There’s nothing else anda can do about it—except dig the whole thing up.”
And dig the whole thing up is what anda 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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