Hickory Dickory Dock

you two scrap

Remarkable,” he said, “and quite - quite fascinating

I cannot help feeling that something is going on which I do not understand. No ordinary explanation seems quite to cover the facts - and I really cannot imagine what other explanation there can be

No, you see, things have been disappearing.

Miss Lemon softened as it were, by marriage and the climate of Singapore, but a woman with the same hard core of sense.

Neither she nor I cared very much for the proprietress, Mrs. Nicoletis, a woman of very uncertain temper, sometimes charming and sometimes, I'm sorry to say, quite the reverse - and both cheese-paring and impractical.

Half the nurses in our hospitals seem to be black nowadays,” said Miss Lemon, doubtfully, “and I understand much pleasanter and more attentive than the English ones.

It was formerly a salaried position with a high salary, but she didn't need that, and there was no hard physical work. She's always been fond of young people and good with them, and having lived in the East so long she understands racial differences and people's susceptibilities.

But the truth is, of course, she was lonely. She had never lived in England and she'd got no old friends or cronies and of course she had a lot of time on her hands. Anyway, she told me about six months ago that she was thinking of taking up this job.

I've ever mentioned her to you. Practically all her life has been spent in Singapore. Her husband was in the rubber business there.”