Agatha Christie

The Murder on the Links

    Оляцитирует2 года назад
    For whom will a woman lie? Sometimes for herself, usually for the man she loves, always for her children
    Дарья Солоповацитирует7 месяцев назад
    gilded with the brush of Romance.
    Дарья Солоповацитирует7 месяцев назад
    mall passage branched off.

    “The servants’ quarters,” explained Bex.
    Дарья Солоповацитирует7 месяцев назад
    that he was going to apostrophize it, to declare aloud his de‍
    Dawnцитирует9 месяцев назад
    You are morally guilty of his death. You thwarted and defied him over this girl, and by your heartless treatment of another girl, you brought about his death.
    Dawnцитирует9 месяцев назад
    but looking forward to a new and wonderful life. Ask her to share it with you. You may not realize it, but your love for each other has been tested in the fire and not found wanting. You have both been willing to lay down your lives for each other.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    his unexpected return: ‘It does not matter—now.’
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    “I see,” I said slowly, as the meaning of Poirot’s remarks bore in upon me. “That letter was written to Jack Renauld—not to his father. He caught up the wrong overcoat in his haste and agitation.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    was a woman’s long black hair—similar to the one Poirot had taken from the armchair in the library.
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    great criminal is simple—but very few criminals are great. In trying to cover up their tracks, they invariably betray themselves. Ah, mon ami,
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    secondly, that there must be some vital reason for the postponement of the time.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    “So that, the crime apparently taking place some two hours later, anyone leaving by that train would have an unimpeachable alibi!”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    am an imbecile, my friend! If ever there was love and grief in a woman’s voice, I heard it then. My little idea was all wrong. Eh bien! I must start again!”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    it that for some reason he wanted him out of the way before we arrived?”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    it that for some reason he wanted him out of the way before we arrived?”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    That is one of the most extraordinary features of the case. M. Poirot, the body was lying, face downwards, in an open grave.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    The dead man. It seems he knew an attempt was going to be made on his life. Unfortunately he sent for me too late.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    “M. Renauld was murdered this morning.”
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    “I saw only a girl with anxious eyes,” said Poirot gravely.
    𝓹𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓲𝓹𝓪📕🖋⚜🐍цитирует10 месяцев назад
    The chauffeur thanked him, and started the car again. My eyes were fascinated by the girl who still stood, with one hand on the gate, watching us. I am an admirer of beauty, and here was one whom nobody could have passed without remark. Very tall, with the proportions of a young goddess, her uncovered golden head gleaming in the sunlight, I swore to myself that she was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever seen. As we swung up the rough road, I turned my head to look after her.
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