Agatha Christie

“ He's certainly rather a mysterious creature."
"I suppose he came into a lot of money as Sir Laurence Eardsley's heir?"
"My dear Anne, he must be rolling. You know, he'd be a splendid match for you."
"I can't have a good go at him with you aboard the ship," I said, laughing. "Oh, these married women!"
"We do have a pull," murmured Suzanne complacently. "And everybody knows that I am absolutely devoted to Clarence—my husband, you know. It's so safe and pleasant to make love to a devoted wife."
"It must be very nice for Clarence to be married to some one like you." ”

“ It's something to be able to care. Most people can't. But what a mercy for your little doctor man that you didn't marry him. He doesn't sound at all the sort of individual who would enjoy keeping high explosive in the house! So there's to be no cabling to Lord Nasby?"
I shook my head.
"And yet you believe him to be innocent?"
"I also believe that innocent people can be hanged."
"Hm! yes. But, Anne dear, you can face facts, face them now. In spite of all you say, he may have murdered this woman." ”

“ We might cable him to tell us all he knows about Race. I love sending cables. And they annoy Clarence so. He always says a letter would have done as well. I don't suppose he'd tell us anything, though. He is so frightfully discreet. That's what makes him so hard to live with for long on end. But let us go on with our matchmaking. I'm sure Colonel Race is very attracted to you, Anne. Give him a couple of glances from those wicked eyes of yours, and the deed is done. Every one gets engaged on board ship. There's nothing else to do. ”