The Jewel Casket

The Jewel Casket
The Kitchen Maid
The Lady of Shalott
the night watch by rembrandt
wasquite enough to tire her. She could manage, she thought, to cross the Park and go out overChelsea Bridge and find herself once more on a convenient but route, but her steps grewgradually slower and slower, and she was pleased to come upon a tea enclosure situated onthe edge of the lake.
　　Teas were still being served there in spite of theautumn chill. There were not many people today, a certain amount of mothers and prams, anda few pairs of young lovers. Miss Marple collected a tray with tea and two sponge cakes.She carried her tray carefully to a table and sat down. The tea was just what she needed.Hot, strong and very reviving. Revived, she looked round her, and her eyes stoppingsuddenly at a particular table, she sat up very straight in her chair. Really, a verystrange coincidence,