“I remembered something,” said Jane Hellier. Her beautiful face lit up with the smile of a child awaiting approval. The smile was one of those that delighted the London public. “It happened,” she began carefully, “with my friend.” There was a slight revival. Colonel Bantry, Mrs. Bantry, Sir Henry Clittering, Dr. Lloyd and Miss Marple were convinced that the “friend” was Jane herself. She was completely incapable of being sincerely interested in anyone else..."