I can see what will happen in the next few weeks. I really couldn't foresee it, but I have a feeling that exciting times are coming. From the restaurant on the left, there was the sound of clinking cups and the sound of my sister coughing. "Is that you?" She shouted. This question is a bit redundant, who else could it be? To be honest, I lingered in the foyer for a few minutes just because of my sister, Caroline. Mr. Kipling told me that the Montreux motto was: "Get out there and find out." If Caroline had ever used any method of exploration, I'm sure she had used the Montreux method. But the first half of this motto can be omitted, because Caroline only needs to sit quietly at home to find out any news. I don't know how she does it, but it is what it is. I think it may have been the servants and vendors at home who acted as her brain trust. She went out not to get news, but to spread it. She's also an expert at spreading the word. It is precisely because of this characteristic of hers that makes me hesitant. If I told Caroline about Mrs. Ferrars' death, within an hour and a half the whole village would know. As a professional medical professional, I should be particularly cautious about what I say. Over time, I developed the habit of hiding the news as much as possible from my sister. But no matter what I did, she could still find out. I know what I did was not wrong and it gives me a clear conscience. Mrs. Ferrars' husband died a year ago.
Purpose: Solve the case