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〃Waiting for Jackson？〃
〃I've noticed her look at him once or twice；〃 murmured Miss Marple； averting her eyes。
Mr。 Rafiel whistled。 〃My tomcat Jackson！ I wouldn't put it past him！ Tim must have had a shock later when he found he'd killed the wrong woman。〃
〃Yes； indeed。 He must have felt quite desperate。 Here was Molly alive and wandering about。 And the story he'd circulated so carefully about her mental condition wouldn't stand up for a moment once she got into the hands of petent mental specialists。 And once she told her damning story of his having asked her to meet him at the creek； where would Tim Kendal be？ He'd only one hopeto finish off Molly as quickly as possible。 Then there was a very good chance that everyone would believe that Molly； in a fit of mania； had drowned Lucky； and had then； horrified by what she had done； taken her own life。〃
〃And it was then；〃 said Mr。 Rafiel； 〃that you decided to play Nemesis； eh？〃 He leaned back suddenly and roared with laughter。 〃It's a damned good joke；〃 he said。 〃If you knew what you looked like that night with that fluffy pink wool all round your head； standing there and saying you were Nemesis！ I'll never fet it！〃
Epilogue
The time had e and Miss Marple was waiting at the airport for her plane。 Quite a lot of people had e to see her off。 The Hillingdons had left already。 Gregory Dyson had flown to one of the other islands and the rumour had e that he was devoting himself to an Argentinian widow。 Seсora de Caspearo had returned to South America。 Molly had e to see Miss Marple off。 She was pale and thin but she had weathered the shock of her discovery bravely and with the help of one of Mr。 Rafiel's nominees whom he had wired for to England she was carrying on with the running of the hotel。
〃Do you good to be busy；〃 Mr。 Rafiel observed。 〃Keep you from thinking。 Got a good thing here。〃
〃You don't think the murders〃
〃People love murders when they're all cleared up；〃 Mr。 Rafiel assured her。 〃You carry on； girl； and keep your heart up。 Don't distrust all men because you've met one bad lot。〃
〃You sound like Miss Marple；〃 Molly had said； 〃she's always telling me Mr。 Right will e along one day。〃
Mr。 Rafiel grinned at this sentiment。 So Molly was there and the two Prescotts and Mr。 Rafiel； of course； and Estheran Esther who looked older and sadder and to whom Mr。 Rafiel was quite often unexpectedly kind。 Jackson also was very much to the fore； pretending to be looking after Miss Marple's baggage。 He was all smiles these days and let it be known that he had e into money。
There was a hum in the sky。 The plane was arriving。 Things were somewhat informal here。 There was no 〃taking your place by Channel 8〃 or Channel 9。 You just walked out from the little flowercovered pavilion on to the tarmac。
〃Goodbye； darling Miss Marple。〃 Molly kissed her。
〃Goodbye。 Do try and e and visit us。〃 Miss Prescott shook her warmly by the hand。
〃It has been a great pleasure to know you；〃 said the Canon。 〃I second my sister's invitation most warmly。〃
〃All the best。 Madam；〃 said Jackson； 〃and remember any time you want any massage free； just you send me a line and we'll make an appointment。〃
Only Esther Walters turned slightly away when the time came for goodbyes。 Miss Marple did not force one upon her。 Mr。 Rafiel came last。 He took her hand。 〃Ave Caesar； nos morituri te salutamus；〃 he said。
〃I'm afraid；〃 said Miss Marple； 〃I don't know very much Latin。〃
〃But you understand that？〃
〃Yes。〃 She said no more。 She knew quite well what he was telling her。 〃It has been a great pleasure to know you；〃 she said。
Then she walked across the tarmac and got into the plane。
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