Miss Marple

Dear Miss Marple:

As a humble reader and ardent follower of your many successfully solved mysteries, your travels, and your evolution in maarufu culture as a “force to be reckoned with”—I must ask: How do wewe do it?

With your plain, gray-haired, grandmotherly looks (though wewe are a lifelong spinster), your neat tweed suits, tidy hats, and sensible shoes—at first wewe seem a fade-into-the-background element of every scene wewe inhabit. That is, until your sharp-as-a-razor intellect kicks into gear, and wewe emerge from behind your perpetual knitting, cups of tea, and the occasional glass...