21
Feb
stored in: Book review
I am rereading this book of short mysteries by the famous dame Agatha Christie. I’ve forgotten who the murderers were. They are never who you think they are.
Hercule Poirot is still my favorite detective. I love the way he talks: “…I am sorry to hurry you, but I am keeping a taxi – in case it should be necessary for me to go to Scotland yard; and we Belgians, madame, we practice the thrift.”
Practice the thrift – I’m going to use that phrase.