Elephants Can Remember by Agatha Christie

don’t really remember now,’ said Mrs Oliver.
    ‘I know. One forgets things. I don’t myself. But they said she’d always been queer, you know. Ever since the time she was a child. Some early story there was. She took a baby out of the pram and threw it in the river. Jealousy, they said. Other people said she wanted the baby to go to heaven and not wait.’
    ‘Is it – is it Lady Ravenscroft, you mean?’
    ‘No, of course I don’t. Ah, you don’t remember as well as I do. It was the sister.’
    ‘Her sister?’
    ‘I’m not sure now whether it was her sister or his sister. They said she’d been in a kind of mental place for a long time, you know. Ever since she was about eleven or twelve years old. They kept her there and then they said she was all right again and she came out. And she married someone in the Army. And then there was trouble. And the next thing they heard, I believe, was that she’d been put back again in one of them loony-bin places. They treat you very well, you know. They have a suite, nice rooms and all that. And they used to go and see her, I believe. I mean the General did or his wife. The children were brought up by someone else, I think, because they were afraid-like. However, they said she was all right in the end. So she came back to live with her husband, and then he died or something. Blood pressure I think it was, or heart. Anyway, she was very upset and she came out to stay with her brother or her sister – whichever it was – she seemed quite happy there and everything, and ever so fond of children, she was. It wasn’t the little boy, I think, he was at school. It was the little girl, and another little girl who’d come to play with her that afternoon. Ah well, I can’t remember the details now. It’s so long ago. There was a lot of talk about it. There was some as said, you know, as it wasn’t her at all. They thought it was the amah that had done it, but the amah loved them and she was very, very upset. She wanted to take them away from the house. She said they weren’t safe there, and all sorts of things like that. But of course the others didn’t believe in it and then this came about and I gather they think it must have been whatever her name was – I can’t remember it now. Anyway, there it was.’
    ‘And what happened to this sister, either of General or Lady Ravenscroft?’
    ‘Well, I think, you know, as she was taken away by a doctor and put in some place and went back to England, I believe, in the end. I dunno if she went to the same place as before, but she was well looked after somewhere. There was plenty of money, I think, you know. Plenty of money in the husband’s family. Maybe she got all right again. But well, I haven’t thought of it for years. Not till you came here asking me stories about General and Lady Ravenscroft. I wonder where they are now. They must have retired before now, long ago.’
    ‘Well, it was rather sad,’ said Mrs Oliver. ‘Perhaps you read about it in the papers.’
    ‘Read what?’
    ‘Well, they bought a house in England and then –’
    ‘Ah now, it’s coming back to me. I remember reading something about that in the paper. Yes, and thinking then that I knew the name Ravenscroft, but I couldn’t quite remember when and how. They fell over a cliff, didn’t they? Something of that kind.’
    ‘Yes,’ said Mrs Oliver, ‘something of that kind.’
    ‘Now look here, dearie, it’s so nice to see you, it is. You must let me give you a cup of tea.’
    ‘Really,’ said Mrs Oliver, ‘I don’t need any tea. Really, I don’t want it.’
    ‘Of course you want some tea. If you don’t mind now, come into the kitchen, will you? I mean, I spend most of my time there now. It’s easier to get about there. But I take visitors always into this room because I’m proud of my things , you know. Proud of my thingsand proud of all the children and the others.’
    ‘I think,’ said Mrs Oliver, ‘that people like you must have