Ariadne

ariadne

You like apples, don’t you?” said Joyce. ” I read you did, or perhaps I heard it on the telly.
You’re the one who writes murder stories, aren’t you?”

“Yes”, said Mrs Oliver.

“We ought to hove made you do something connected with murders. Have a murder at the party tonight and make people solve it.

Hallowe’en Party, Agatha Christie

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