Hemlock in the cocktails, wasn't it? Something of that kind.
Agatha ChristieWhy shouldn't I hate her? She did the worst thing to me that anyone can do to anyone else. Let them believe that they're loved and wanted and then show them that it's all a sham.
Agatha ChristieStichwörter: antipathy betrayal
Trudno o coś równie niechwytnego, równie trudnego do zlokalizowania, jak źródło plotki.
Agatha ChristieWhat I feel is that if one has got to have a murder actually happening in one's house, one might as well enjoy it, if you know what I mean.
Agatha ChristieStichwörter: murder
Downstairs in the lounge, by the third pillar from the left, there sits an old lady with a sweet, placid, spinsterish face and a mind that has plumbed the depths of human iniquity and taken it all as in the day's work....where crime is concerned, she's the goods.
Agatha ChristieMelchett said gloomily, 'Well, we know where we are -- or rather, where we aren't!'
'Where we aren't expresses it rather better, sir.
One does see so much evil in a village,' murmured Miss Marple in an explanatory voice.
Agatha ChristieYou think he is marrying her for money?'
'Yes, I do. Don't you think so?'
'I should say quite certainly,' said Miss Marple. 'Like young Ellis who married Marion Bates, the rich ironmonger's daughter. She was a very plain girl and absolutely besotted about him. However, it turned out quite well. People like young Ellis and this Gerald Wright are only really disagreeable when they've married a poor girl for love. They are so annoyed with themselves for doing it that they take it out of the girl. But if they marry a rich girl they continue to respect her.
Nobody believes in magicians any more, nobody believes that anyone can come along and wave a wand and turn you into a frog. But if you read in the paper that by injecting certain glands scientists can alter your vital tissues and you'll develop froglike characteristics, well, everybody would believe that.
Agatha ChristieI really cannot understand the point of what you're saying. Really,' said Clotilde, looking at her. 'What a very extraordinary person you are. What sort of a woman are you? Why are you talking like this? Who are you?'
Miss Marple pulled down the mass of pink wool that encircled her head, a pink wool scarf of the same kind that she had once worn in the West Indies.
'One of my names,' she said, 'is Nemesis.'
'Nemesis? And what does that mean?'
'I think you know,' said Miss Marple. 'You are a very well educated woman. Nemesis is long delayed sometimes, but it comes in the end.
Stichwörter: agatha-christie miss-marple nemesis
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