“... - He didn’t say anything before his death? Any papers, a letter? – No. And it just drives you crazy. He lay unconscious for several days, but came to his senses before his death. He looked at us and grinned - a very weak laugh, but still a laugh. “You will be fine, my dear lovebirds.” Then he closed his eye—his right eye—and winked. And then he died. “Poor Uncle Matthew.” “He closed his eye,” said Miss Marple thoughtfully. “Does this mean anything to you?” – Edward asked impatiently. “I was thinking about the story of Arsene Lupin, when something was hidden in someone’s glass eye.” But Uncle Matthew didn't have a glass eye. Miss Marple shook her head. “No... It's hard for me to guess anything now.” ..."