Chapter 23 Chapter 23 Nemesis

Whatever dangers may have happened that night, Mr. Rifle knew nothing of them. He was sleeping soundly on the bed, snoring softly in his nostrils, when suddenly someone grabbed his shoulder and shook him violently. "Uh-what the-what the hell?" "It's me," said Miss Marple. "Actually? I should have called it something else. I think the Greeks have a name for it. If I'm not sorry, I should be Furies." Mr. Ryfell lifted his head from the pillow with an effort, and looked at her.Miss Marple stood in the moonlight, with a loose pink woolen turban wrapped around her head, and she looked nothing like a Nemesis.

"Oh, you are the Nemesis, aren't you?" Raifel said after a while. "I hope so—if you can help me." "Can you tell me clearly, what are you doing telling me these things in the middle of the night?" "I think we've got to do something now. Hurry up. Why have I been so stupid. Stupid. I should have known what was going on in the first place. Simple as that." "It's so simple, what are you talking about?" "You've slept through a lot," said Miss Marple. "We found a body. At first we thought it was Molly Kendall, but it wasn't. It was Lucky Dyson. Drowned in the creek. "

"Lucky, eh?" said Mr. Ryfell. "Drown? In the creek. Did he dive, or was he pushed?" "Someone drowned her," said Miss Marple. "Oh, I get it. At least I think I get it. That's why you said it was so easy, isn't it? Greg Dyson was always the first most likely guy, and it turned out to be him, wasn't it? Is that what you think? You're afraid he'll get away." "I thought you said someone had killed someone." "That murder was the wrong one. Someone else could be murdered any minute now. This is the hour of the day, and we have to hurry to prevent it from happening. We have to hurry."

"Your words are indeed very pleasant," said Mr. Rifle, "you mean us? what do you think i can doWith no one to support me, I couldn't even walk.How could you and I have the ability to prevent the murder from happening?You're almost a hundred years old, and my old bones are about to fall apart. " "I'm thinking of Jaxon," said Miss Marple. "Jackson will listen to anything you say, won't you?" "Of course," said Mr. Rifle, "especially when I told him he wouldn't do it in vain, and that there would be another reward. You told me to?"

"Exactly. Tell him to follow me and obey all my orders." Mr. Raifel looked at her for less than six seconds and said, "Okay. I think I have to sell my old life. It's not the first time anyway." He raised his voice and shouted: "Jackson .” At the same time, he picked up the electric bell at hand and pressed it. In less than half a minute, Jaxon walked in through the door leading to the compartment. "Did you ring the bell for me, sir? What's the matter?" he asked, looking at Miss Marple. "Jackson, listen carefully, you follow this lady, Miss Marple.

Go where she tells you to go, and do what she tells you to do.You have to obey all her orders.understand? " "I--" "Understand?" "Yes, sir." "Do as I say, I won't treat you badly," said Mr. Laifel, "I won't give you less." "Thank you, sir." "Come with me, Jaxon," said Miss Marple.She turned to Mr. Ryfell again and said, "We'll ask Mrs. Wadders to come into your room, and she'll help you out of bed and come with us." "Where are we going together?" "To the Kendals' cabin," said Miss Marple. "I think Molly will be back."

Molly came up the path leading to the beach.Eyes stared straight ahead.Panting for breath from time to time, he choked and wept softly. She stepped up the steps of the loggia, stood there for a while, opened the floor-to-ceiling windows and walked into the bedroom.The lights were on, but the room was empty.Molly walked towards the bed and sat down. She sat for a while, rubbing her forehead with her hand again and again, frowning tightly. After that, she looked around with uncertain eyes, reached under the mattress, and found a book hidden there. She bent her head and flipped through the book to find the passage she wanted to read.

There was a rush of footsteps outside, she raised her head abruptly, and hurriedly pushed the book towards her back. Tim Kendo ran in out of breath, and was deeply relieved to see Molly. "Thank God, where have you been, Molly? I've been looking everywhere for you." "I went to the creek." "You go—" He didn't say anything. "Yes, I went over to the creek. But I can't wait there, I can't. There is a person in the water—she, dead. " "You mean—you know I thought it was yours? I just found out it was luck." "I didn't kill her. Really, Tim, I didn't kill her. I know I didn't. I mean—if it was me, I'd remember, wouldn't I?"

Tim sat down on the bed slowly. "You didn't—did you really—? No. You didn't, of course you didn't!" he almost shouted. "Don't think so, Molly. Luckily she jumped to her death. Of course she's going to kill herself. Shillingdon's done with her long ago. She just went to lie on her head in the water—" "Luck wouldn't do that. She would never do that. But I didn't hurt her. I swear I didn't." "Honey, of course you didn't!" He put his arm around her, but she pulled away. "I hate this place. It's supposed to be full of sunshine. It looks like it's sunny, but it's not. There's shadows—large black shadows. And I'm stuck in—can't get out of—"

"Hush! Molly. God knows, keep it down!" He went into the bathroom and came out with a glass. "Listen to me, drink it. You'll calm down." "I—I can't drink anything. My teeth are chattering like hell." "You can drink it, dear. Sit down, come on, sit down on the bed." He put his arms around her.He brought the glass to her lips. "Right, drink it." Someone spoke outside the window. "Jackson," said Miss Marple's clear voice, "go quickly, grab that cup and hold it. Be careful. He's quite strong, and he might be rough."

Jaxson has several characteristics.He was a trained man, and he was trained to obey orders.He is also very greedy for money, not to mention that his master has promised to reward him a large sum of money, and his master is a powerful man.He is also a man who is powerful and has practiced kung fu.He doesn't ask why he does things, he just knows how to do them. He leaped into the room with one stride, reached for the glass Tim was holding to Molly with one hand, and hugged Tim tightly with the other arm.With a jerk of his wrist, he grabbed the cup.Tim tried frantically to break free, but Jaxon held him firmly. "What are you up to—let me go. Let go of your hand. Are you crazy? What are you doing?" Tim was still struggling. "Hold him tight, Jaxon," said Miss Marple. "What's going on? What's going on here?" Mr. Laifel was led into the house by Esther Walders. "You're still asking what's going on?" Tim yelled. "Your bodyguard went crazy— Completely insane, and asking what's going on!Tell him to let me go. " "No," said Miss Marple. Mr. Raifel turned to Miss Marple. "Time to speak, Furies," he said. "It's time to get down to business." "I was too stupid, too stupid," said Miss Marple, "but I see it all now. Take that glass of what he tried to pour his wife down, and I'll bet--yes, I bet Bet on my old life, there must be a hypnotic drug that can kill people in it. It's the same pattern, I tell you, it's the same story as Major Balgrave told me. Mrs. Melancholy, pessimistic , wanted to commit suicide, and her husband saved her just in time. But the second time she got her wish. Exactly, the same way. Balgrave told me the story and was about to show me a picture when he lifted Eyes see—” "Looking over your right shoulder—" Lai Feier answered her. "No," said Miss Marple, shaking her head, "he won't see anything over my right shoulder." "What do you say? You told me..." "I was wrong. Totally wrong. I'm stupid as hell. I thought Major Balgrave was looking over my right shoulder and glaring at something—but he couldn't see anything. , because he sees with his left eye, and his left eye is glass." "I remember--he had a glass eye," said Mr. Ryfell: "I forgot—or didn't pay much attention. You mean he can't see anything?" "Of course he can see," said Miss Marple. "He can see, but only with one eye, which is his right eye. So, plainly, he must be seeing something behind me on my left." instead of right behind me." "Is there someone behind you on your left?" "Yes," Miss Marple said, "Tim and his wife are sitting not far away. Sitting at a table next to a large bush of hibiscus.They check out there.So, when the major looked up, his left glass eye flickered over his right shoulder, but what he saw with his right eye was a man sitting beside a hibiscus flower; It is exactly the same as the person in that photo, and it happens to be next to the hibiscus flower.Tim, too, had heard the anecdote the Major used to tell, and he realized that the Major recognized him, too.Of course he had to kill him.Later, he had to kill Victoria because she saw him leave a bottle of medicine in the major's room.At first, she didn't think there was anything wrong with it, it was only natural that Tim Kendall had to go into guests' houses sometimes.Maybe he went in to put back something the guest had forgotten in the restaurant.But later, she thought about it and went to ask him again, so of course he had to get rid of her.However, this is what he really wants to do today, and he has planned it for a long time.I tell you, he was a man who murdered his wife. " "What the hell are you talking about, it's—" Tim Kendall yelled. Suddenly there was a howl, a frantic, angry cry.Esther Walders flung Mr. Ryfell away, barely knocking him to the ground, and ran over, pulling hard at Jaxson. "Let him go—let him go. Not true, not a word of it. Tim - my dear Tim, that's not true.You would never kill, I know you won't.How could you.It's all this ghost woman you married.She goes around talking bad about you.It's all lies, none of it is true.I believe you.I love you and trust you.I wouldn't believe anything anyone said.me--" At this time, Tim Kendall finally couldn't restrain himself. "God knows, you bloody bitch," he said, "will you shut up, are you going to hang me? Shut up. Shut up that ugly mouth of yours!" "Poor silly thing," Mr. Ryfell said slowly, "so that's what happened!"