“Murders Twenty LADY CLARKE There was an air of deep and settled melancholy over Combeside when we saw it again for the second time. This may, perhaps, have been partly due to the weather—it was a moist September day with a hint of autumn in the air, and partly, no doubt, it was the semi-shut-up state of the house. The downstairs rooms were closed and shuttered, and the small room into which we were shown smelt damp and airless. A capable-looking hospital nurse came to us there pulling down her ...starched cuffs. “M. Poirot?” she said briskly. “I am Nurse Capstick. I got Mr. Clarke’s letter saying you were coming.” Poirot inquired after Lady Clarke’s health. “Not at all bad really, all things considered.” “All things considered,” I presumed, meant considering she was under sentence of death. “One can’t hope for much improvement, of course, but some new treatment has made things a little easier for her. Dr. Logan is quite pleased with her condition.” “But it is true, is it not, that she can never recover?”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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