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fly out at me like a little wildcatā ā€”Love in the wilderness will last a good while, but one day you will suddenly begin to dream of houses in Park Lane, sumptuous furs, Paris frocks, the largest thing in motors and the latest thing in perambulators, French maids and Norland nurses! Oh, yes, you will!

But have your honeymoon, dear lunatics, and let it be a long one. And think of me sometimes, comfortably putting on weight amidst the fleshpots!

Your loving friend,
Suzanne Blair.

P.S.ā ā€”I am sending you an assortment of frying pans as a wedding present, and an enormous terrine of pĆ¢tĆ© de foie gras to remind you of me.

There is another letter that I sometimes read. It came a good while after the other and was accompanied by a bulky packet. It appeared to be written from somewhere in Bolivia.

My dear Anne Beddingfeld,

I canā€™t resist writing to you, not so much for the pleasure it gives me to write, as for the enormous pleasure I know it will give you to hear from me. Our friend Race wasnā€™t quite as clever as he thought himself, was he?

I think I shall appoint you my literary executor. Iā€™m sending you my diary. Thereā€™s nothing in it that would interest Race and his crowd, but I fancy that there are passages in it which may amuse you. Make use of it in any way you like. I suggest an article for the Daily Budget, ā€œCriminals I have met.ā€ I only stipulate that I shall be the central figure.

By this time I have no doubt that you are no longer Anne Beddingfeld, but Lady Eardsley, queening it in Park Lane. I should just like to say that I bear you no malice whatever. It is hard, of course, to have to begin all over again at my time of life, but, entre nous, I had a little reserve fund carefully put aside for such a contingency. It has come in very usefully and I am getting together a nice little connection. By the way, if you ever come across that funny friend of yours, Arthur Minks, just tell him that I havenā€™t forgotten him, will you? That will give him a nasty jar.

On the whole I think I have displayed a most Christian and forgiving spirit. Even to Pagett. I happened to hear that heā ā€”or rather Mrs. Pagettā ā€”had brought a sixth child into the world the other day. England will be entirely populated by Pagetts soon. I sent the child a silver mug, and, on a post card, declared my willingness to act as godfather. I can see Pagett taking both mug and post card straight to Scotland Yard without a smile on his face!

Bless you, liquid eyes. Some day you will see what a mistake you have made in not marrying me.

Yours ever,
Eustace Pedler.

Harry was furious. It is the one point on which he and I do not see eye to eye. To him, Sir Eustace was the man who tried to murder me and whom he regards as responsible for the death of his friend. Sir Eustaceā€™s attempts on my life have always puzzled me. They are not in the picture, so to speak. For I am sure that he always had a genuinely kindly feeling towards me.

Then why did he twice attempt to take my life? Harry says ā€œbecause heā€™s a damned scoundrel,ā€ and seems to think that settles the matter. Suzanne was more discriminating. I talked it over with her, and she put it down to a ā€œfear complex.ā€ Suzanne goes in rather for psychoanalysis. She pointed out to me that Sir Eustaceā€™s whole life was actuated by a desire to be safe and comfortable. He had an acute sense of self-preservation. And the murder of Nadina removed certain inhibitions. His actions did not represent the state of his feeling towards me, but were the result of his acute fears for his own safety. I think Suzanne is right. As for Nadina, she was the kind of woman who deserved to die. Men do all sorts of questionable things in order to get rich, but women shouldnā€™t pretend to be in love when they arenā€™t for ulterior motives.

I can forgive Sir Eustace easily enough, but I shall never forgive Nadina. Never, never, never!

The other day I was unpacking some tins that were wrapped in bits of an old Daily Budget, and I suddenly came upon the words, ā€œthe man in the brown suit.ā€ How long ago it seemed! I had, of course, severed my connection with the Daily Budget long agoā ā€”I had done with it sooner than it had done with me. My Romantic Wedding was given a halo of publicity.

My son is lying in the sun, kicking his legs. Thereā€™s a ā€œman in a brown suitā€ if you like. Heā€™s wearing as little as possible, which is the best costume for Africa, and is as brown as a berry. Heā€™s always burrowing in the earth. I think he takes after Papa. Heā€™ll have that same mania for Pleiocene clay.

Suzanne sent me a cable when he was born:

ā€œCongratulations and love to the latest arrival on Lunaticsā€™ Island. Is his head dolichocephalic or brachycephalic?ā€

I wasnā€™t going to stand that from Suzanne. I sent her a reply of one word, economical and to the point:

ā€œPlatycephalic!ā€

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The Man in the Brown Suit
was published in 1924 by
Agatha Christie.

This ebook was produced for
Standard Ebooks
by
Peter Atwood,
and is based on a transcription produced in 2020 by
An Anonymous Volunteer and The Online Distributed Proofreading Team
for
Project Gutenberg
and on digital scans available at the
Internet Archive.

The cover page is adapted from
Victor Hugo descendant de son cabinet de travail Ć  Hauteville House,
a painting completed in 1880 by
Georges-Victor

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