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                   THE MYSTERIOUS AFFAIR AT STYLES 



   THE MYSTERIOUS 

AFFAIR AT STYLES 



                       AGATHA CHRISTIE 



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         CHAPTER I。 I GO TO STYLES 



       The intense interest aroused in the public by what was known at the 

time as 〃The Styles Case〃 has now somewhat subsided。                  Nevertheless; in 

view   of   the   world…wide   notoriety   which   attended   it;   I   have   been   asked; 

both by my friend Poirot and the family themselves; to write an account of 

the   whole   story。   This;   we   trust;   will   effectually   silence   the   sensational 

rumours which still persist。 

     I   will   therefore   briefly   set   down   the   circumstances   which   led   to   my 

being connected with the affair。 

     I had been invalided home from the Front; and; after spending some 

months in a   rather depressing   Convalescent   Home;  was   given   a   month's 

sick leave。     Having no near relations or friends; I was trying to make up 

my mind what to do; when I ran across John Cavendish。                  I had seen very 

little of him for some years。        Indeed; I had never known him particularly 

well。    He  was   a  good   fifteen   years   my  senior;   for  one thing;  though   he 

hardly looked his forty…five years。         As a boy; though; I had often stayed at 

Styles; his mother's place in Essex。 

     We had a good yarn about old times; and it ended in his inviting me 

down to Styles to spend my leave there。 

     〃The mater will be delighted to see you againafter all those years;〃 

he added。 

     〃Your mother keeps well?〃 I asked。 

     〃Oh; yes。     I suppose you know that she has married again?〃 

     I   am   afraid   I   showed   my   surprise   rather   plainly。 Mrs。   Cavendish; 

who had married John's father when he was a widower with two sons; had 

been    a  handsome      woman      of  middle…age     as  I  remembered      her。   She 

certainly could not be a day less than seventy now。               I recalled her as an 

energetic;     autocratic   personality;    somewhat      inclined   to  charitable    and 

social notoriety; with a fondness for opening bazaars and playing the Lady 

Bountiful。       She     was    a  most     generous     woman;      and   possessed     a 

considerable fortune of her own。 



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     Their    country…place;      Styles    Court;   had    been    purchased     by    Mr。 

Cavendish early in their married life。           He had been completely under his 

wife's ascendancy; so much so that; on dying; he left the place to her for 

her lifetime; as well as the larger part of his income; an arrangement that 

was   distinctly  unfair   to   his   two   sons。 Their   step…mother;   however;   had 

always   been   most   generous   to   them;   indeed;   they   were   so   young   at   the 

time of their   father's remarriage that they always   thought of   her as their 

own mother。 

     Lawrence; the younger; had been a delicate youth。                He had qualified 

as a doctor but early relinquished the profession of medicine; and lived at 

home while pursuing literary ambitions; though his verses never had any 

marked success。 

     John   practiced   for   some   time   as   a   barrister;   but   had   finally   settled 

down to the more congenial life of a country squire。               He had married two 

years ago; and had taken his wife to live at Styles; though I entertained a 

shrewd suspicion that he would have preferred his mother to increase his 

allowance;   which   would   have   enabled   him   to   have   a   home   of   his   own。 

Mrs。 Cavendish; however; was a lady who liked to make her own plans; 

and    expected    other   people    to  fall  in  with  them;   and   in  this  case   she 

certainly had the whip hand; namely: the purse strings。 

     John noticed my surprise at the news of his mother's remarriage and 

smiled rather ruefully。 

     〃Rotten     little  bounder    too!〃   he   said   savagely。     〃I   can   tell  you; 

Hastings;     it's  making     life  jolly  difficult   for  us。    As    for   Evieyou 

remember Evie?〃 

     〃No。〃 

     〃Oh; I suppose she was after your time。              She's the mater's factotum; 

companion;       Jack   of  all  trades!  A   great  sportold    Evie!   Not   precisely 

young and beautiful; but as game as they make them。〃 

     〃You were going to say?〃 

     〃Oh; this fellow! He turned up from nowhere; on the pretext of being a 

second cousin or something of Evie's; though she didn't seem particularly 

keen to acknowledge the relationship。            The fellow is an absolute outsider; 



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anyone   can   see   that。     He's   got   a   great   black   beard;   and   wears   patent 

leather boots in all weathers! But the mater cottoned to him at once; took 

him    on   as   secretaryyou     know     how    she's   always    running    a  hundred 

societies?〃 

     I nodded。 

     〃Well; of course the war has turned the hundreds into thousands。                     No 

doubt the fellow was very useful to her。              But you could have knocked us 

all down with a feather when; three months ago; she suddenly announced 

that   she   and   Alfred   were   engaged!   The   fellow   must   be   at   least   twenty 

years younger than she is! It's simply bare…faced fortune hunting; but there 

you areshe is her own mistress; and she's married him。〃 

     〃It must be a difficult situation for you all。〃 

     〃Difficult! It's damnable!〃 

     Thus it came about that; three days later; I descended from the train at 

Styles    St。  Mary;    an   absurd    little  station;  with   no   apparent    reason    for 

existence;   perched   up      in   the  midst   of  green   fields   and   country   lanes。 

John Cavendish was waiting on the platform; and piloted me out to the car。 

     〃Got   a   drop   or   two   of   petrol   still;   you   see;〃   he   remarked。 〃Mainly 

owing to the mater's activities。〃 

     The village of Styles St。 Mary was situated about two miles from the 

little station; and Styles Court lay a mile the other side of it。             It was a still; 

warm day in early July。           As one looked out over the flat Essex country; 

lying   so   green   and   peaceful   under   the   afternoon   sun;   it   seemed   almost 

impossible to believe that; not so very far away; a great war was running 

its   appointed   course。     I   felt   I   had   suddenly   strayed   into   another   world。 

As we turned in at the lodge gates; John said: 

     〃I'm afraid you'll find it very quiet down here; Hastings。〃 

     〃My dear fellow; that's just what I want。〃 

     〃Oh; it's pleasant enough if you want to lead the idle life。               I drill with 

the   volunteers   twice   a   week;   and   lend   a   hand   at   the   farms。  My   wife 

works regularly 'on the   land'。         She is up at   five every  morning to   milk; 

and keeps at it steadily until lunchtime。            It's a jolly good life taking it all 

roundif it weren't for that fellow Alfred Inglethorp!〃 He checked the car 



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suddenly; and glanced at his watch。             〃I wonder if we've time to pick up 

Cynthia。      No; she'll have started from the hospital by now。〃 

     〃Cynthia! That's not your wife?〃 

     〃No;   Cynthia   is   a   protegee   of   my   mother's;   the   daughter   of   an   old 

schoolfellow       of  hers;   who    married    a  rascally    solicitor。   He    came     a 

cropper; and the girl was left an orphan and penniless。                My mother came 

to the rescue; and Cynthia has been with us nearly two years now。                      She 

works in the Red Cross Hospital at Tadminster; seven miles away。〃 

     As he spoke the last words; we drew up in front of the fine old house。 

A   lady    in  a  stout  tweed    skirt;  who    was   bending     over   a  flower    bed; 

straightened herself at our approach。 

     〃Hullo; Evie; here's our wounded hero! Mr。 HastingsMiss Howard。〃 

     Miss Howard shook hands with a hearty; almost painful; grip。                    I had 

an impression of very blue eyes in a sunburnt face。                She was a pleasant… 

looking   woman   of   about   forty;   with   a   deep   voice;   almost   manly   in   its 

stentorian tones; and had a large sensible square body; with feet to match 

these last encased in good thick boots。             H

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