Аннотация
Agatha Christie
Hercule Poirot's Christmas
My dear James
You have always been one of the most faithful and kindly of my readers and I was seriously pertubed when I received from you a word of criticism.
You complained that my murders were getting too refined – anaemic, in fact. You yearned for a ‘good violent murder with lots of blood’. A murder where there was no doubt about its being murder!
So this is your special story – written for you. I hope it may please.
Your affectionate sister-in-law
AgathaYet who would have thought the old man to have had so much blood in him?
MacbethPart 1. December 22nd
IStephen pulled up the collar of his coat as he walked briskly along the platform. Overhead a dim fog clouded the station. Large engines hissed superbly, throwing off clouds of steam into the cold raw air. Everything was dirty and smoke-grimed.
Stephen thought with revulsion:
‘What a foul country – what a foul city!’
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