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of excellent principles and no imagination.
"One wants to know," said Miss Marple, "what really happened."
"She was killed."
"Yes, but who killed her, and why, and what happened to her body? Where is it now?"
"That's the business of the police to find out."
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Exactly - and they haven't found out. That means, doesn't it, that the man was clever - very clever. I can't imagine, you know," said Miss Marple, knitting her brows, "how he disposed of it…. You kill a woman in a fit of passion - it must have been unpremeditated, you'd never choose to kill a woman in such circumstances just a few minutes before running into a big station. No, it must have been a quarrel - jealousy - something of that kind. You strangle her - and there you are, as I say, with a dead body on your hands and on the point of running into a station. What could you do except as I said at first, prop the body up in a corner as though asleep, hiding the face, and then yourself leave the train as quickly as possible. I don't see any other possibility - and yet there must have been one…."
Miss Marple lost herself in thought.
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