This is a bit of an unusual one, collected as it is with the rest of the Tuesday Club murder stories, as it relates a case that's ongoing, rather than one that happened in the past. A young woman kills herself, or so everyone thinks, but Miss Marple has her suspicions, and ropes in a retired Scotland Yard detective to prove it. She writes down the name of the person she thinks is responsible, and gives it to the detective, but although the reader can surmise that Miss Marple is indeed correct, we don't get know what the name is until the end of the story. Even so, I'd picked the murderer. It doesn't happen often, but when they turned up on the page I thought "You are exactly the sort that Miss Marple would finger for this" and lo, it turns out I was right.

Which lets me end this particular collection on a rather smug note.