Sittaford Mystery

Few days ago was Agatha Christie’s birthday.
Here is one of her novels I like very much.

“(…)It was a pair of boots Miss the tick kind you rubs oil into and which the Captain would have worn if he had gone out in the snow but he didn’t go out in the snow it doesn’t seem to make sense. But missing they are and who took them nobody knows and though I well know it’s of no importance I felt it my duty to write and hoping this finds you as it leaves me at present and hoping you are not worrying too much about the young gentleman I remain Miss
Yours truly

Mrs J. Belling”

Sittaford Mystery by Agatha Christie

Back to Christie’s. The Hollow § Завръщане при Кристи. Имението Холоу

Poirot took a quick step forwards.
“You should not do that. Mademoiselle–“
The young woman started nervously at the sound of his voice. The revolver slipped through her fingers. She was standing by the edge of the pool and the revolver fell with a splash into the water.

Her mouth opened and she uttered an “Oh” of consternation, turning her head to look at Poirot apologetically.
“What a fool I am,” she said. “I’m sorry.”

The Hollow by Agatha Christie