Sparkling cyanide – Agatha Christie
Forget the whole horrible business.
But now, she realised, she had got to remember. She had got to think back into the past… To remember carefully every slight unimportant seeming incident…
That extraordinary interview with George last night necessitated remembrance. It had been so unexpected, so frightening. Wait – Had it been so unexpected? Hadn’t there been indications beforehand?
unaccountable actions – his – well, queerness was the only word for it!
All leading up to that moment last night when he had called her into the study and taken the letters from the drawer of the desk.
So now there was no help for it. She had got to think about Rosemary – to remember.