Henri Matisse Painting

Henri Matisse Painting
Oh, do you think so?"
Harold said quickly:
"My brother didn't use the term old maid in any derogatory sense, Miss Marple."
"Oh, I wasn't offended," said Miss Marple. "I just wondered if he was right. I shouldn't say myself that Miss Crackenthorpe would be an old maid. She's the type, I think, that's quite likely to marry late in life – and make a success of it."
"Not very likely living here," said Cedric. "Never sees anybody she could marry."
Miss Marple's twinkle became more pronounced than ever.
Henri Matisse Painting
There are always clergymen – and doctors."
Her eyes, gentle and mischievous, went from one to another.
It was clear that she suggested to them something that they had never thought of and which they did not find overpleasing.
Miss Marple rose to her feet, dropping as she did so, several little woolly scarves and her bag.
The three brothers were most attentive picking things up.
"So kind of you," fluted Miss Marple. "Oh, yes, and my little blue muffler. Yes – as I say - so kind to ask me here. I've been picturing, you know, just what your home was like – so that I can visualise dear Lucy working here."
Henri Matisse Painting