The Mysterious Affair at Styles


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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 are--she is  
her own mistress, and she's married him."  
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It must be a difficult situation for you all."  
Difficult! It's damnable!"  
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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.  
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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:  
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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 round--if it  
weren't for that fellow Alfred Inglethorp!" He checked the car 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?"  
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