Lucy looked a little puzzled, but Craddock nodded comprehendingly.
"But you've been to tea there, haven't you?" he said.
"Yes, indeed. Most pleasant. I was a little disappointed that I didn't see old Mr. Crackenthorpe – but one can't have everything."
"Do you feel that if you saw the person who had done the murder, you'd know?" asked Lucy.
"Oh, I wouldn't say that, dear. One is always inclined to guess - and guessing would be very wrong when it is a question of anything as serious as murder. All one can do is to observe the people concerned - or who might have been concerned - and see of whom they remind you."
"Like Cedric and the bank manager?"
Miss Marple corrected her.
"The bank manager's son, dear. Mr. Eade himself was far more like Mr. Harold - a very conservative man - but perhaps a little too fond of money - the sort of man, too, who would go a long way to avoid scandal."
Craddock smiled, and said: