Abstract Painting The Three Ages of Woman

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That night she wrote and posted a letter addressed to Miss Florence Hill, 4 Madison Road, Brackhampton…. On the following morning, going to the County library, she studies a Brackhampton directory and gazetteer, and a County history.
Nothing so far had contradicted the very faint and sketchy idea that had come to her. What she imagined was possible. She would go no further than that.
The Three Ages of Woman
But the next step involved action – a good deal of action - the kind of actin for which she, herself, was physically unfit. If her theory were to be definitely proved or disproved, she must at this point have help from some other person. The question was – who? Miss Marple reviewed various names and possibilities rejecting them all with a vexed shake of the head. The intelligent people on whose intelligence she could rely were all far too busy. Not only had they all got jobs of varying importance, their leisure hours were usually apportioned long beforehand. The unintelligent who had time on their hands were simply, Miss Marple decided, no good.

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