Miss Marple, gently snipping off a dead rose head, said, 'That was the impression he meant to convey, no doubt.'
'But what could possibly have put such an idea into a child's head?'
Miss Marple coughed. 'Listening, no doubt, to the opinions of his elders.'
'You - you really mean that other people think that also?'
'Quite half the people in St. Mary Mead.'