Murder at the Gallop

Hector Enderby: "Miss Marple, I would deem it an honour if you'd at least stay the day and be my guest at the hunt."
Miss Marple: "I'm very sorry, Mr. Enderby, but I disapprove of blood sports."
Hector Enderby: "That was a very narrow escape!"

"It would be a working arrangement, of course. You run the hotel and I'll run the stable. Well... [Miss Marple makes a disapproving face] ...you run the stable and I'll run the hotel."

"Are you by any chance proposing to me, Mr. Enderby?"

"I'm planning to have a heart attack at the dance tonight."

"I must say inspector, it is unusual for an Englishwoman to prefer reading when she could be riding, but it is possible."

"And though it is with some regret that I finally satisfy the greed of my relatives, I nevertheless do devise and bequeath that my entire estate be divided equally between: my fourth cousin, Geroge Crossfield, in order that he no longer need borrow from his clients' funds. My niece, Rosamund Shane, in order that she may support her husband in the style to which he would like to be accustomed. To my nephew, Hector Enderby, in order that he may be able to affort to hunt everyday rather than once a week, thereby providing more opportunity for breaking his neck. And finally, my sister, Cora Lansquenet, out of gratitude that she stayed out of the country for 30 years and didn't bother me. The money to be given outright to all parties concerned with the hope that it will make you all as miserable as possible."

Michael Shane: "All right, so I lied to the policeman that morning, about riding. What difference does it make?"
Rosamund Shane: "Depends what you were doing."
Michael Shane: "Well, I had some business, in the city."
Rosamund Shane: "Did you? I hope it was to say goodbye to her."

Inspector Craddock: "For goodness sake, Miss Marple! Why didn't you ring?"
Miss Marple: "The law may have a long arm, Inspector. Unfortunately, I haven't."