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"It's so very kind of you to have asked me to take tea with you," said Miss Marple to Emma Crackenthorpe.
Miss Marple was looking particularly woolly and fluffy - a picture of a sweet old lady. She beamed as she looked round her - at Harold Crackenthorpe in his well-cut dark suit, at Alfred handing her sandwiches with a charming smile, at Cedric standing by the mantelpiece in a ragged tweed jacket scowling at the rest of his family.
"We are very pleased that you could come," said Emma politely.
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There was no hint of scene which had taken place after lunch that day when Emma had exclaimed: "Dear me, I quite forgot. I told Miss Eyelesbarrow that she could bring her old aunt to tea today."
"Put her off," said Harold brusquely. "We've still got a lot to talk about. We don't want strangers here."
"Let her have tea in the kitchen or somewhere with the girl," said Alfred.
"Oh, no, I couldn't do that," said Emma firmly. "That would be very rude."
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