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review 2018-02-01 12:13
Lord Edgware Dies
Lord Edgware Dies - Agatha Christie

Christie´s books fall into two categories for me: the ones I enjoy the most are the books, where I don´t have a clue what is going on and who the murderer is. As soon as I suspect someone, it takes some enjoyment out of the story for me.

 

Lord Edgware Dies turns out to be a better installment in the Poirot series, because I was just as clueless as Hastings in this one. A lot of unsolved questions, a bunch of suspects and in the middle of it all there´s Poirot, whose little grey cells work overtime. Lord Edgware Dies is an excellent entry in the Poirot series.

 

What I enjoyed the most about this book, though, hasn´t been the mystery, but once more the Hastings-Poirot relationship (and this time around I will include Japp as well). I have to admit, a speechless Poirot is a sight to behold:

 

“[…] Why, it´s as plain as the nose on your face.”

Poirot´s hand strayed doubtfully to his nose, then his fingers dropped to his moustache. He caressed them tenderly with a proud expression.

[…]

“[…] Something may come to light yet. I know you don´t think so. You´re a pig-headed old boy, you know.”

“You insult first my nose and then my head!”

“Figzre of speech, that´s all,” said Japp soothingly. “No offence meant.”

“The answer to that,” I said `is “nor taken.”´

Poirot looked from one to the other of us completely puzzled.

 

This was such a fun and enjoyable read and for me one of the better Christie mysteries.

 

 

 

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text 2018-02-01 08:13
Reading progress update: I've read 200 out of 352 pages.
Lord Edgware Dies - Agatha Christie

Japp wiped his forehead and looked the picture of misery. Poirot made sympathetic noises - somewhat suggestive of a hen laying an egg. With more insight into the English character, I poured out a stiff Whiskey and soda and placed it in front of the gloomy inspector. He brightened a little.

 

This made me chuckle. We really need the Hastings fanclub ;D

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text 2018-01-31 21:39
Reading progress update: I've read 136 out of 352 pages.
Lord Edgware Dies - Agatha Christie

"Did Miss Adams know any doctors? I mean, was any particular doctor a friend of hers?"

Jenny shook her head.

"Another question. Did Miss Adams wear pincenez?"

"Glasses? Never."

"Ah!" Poirot frowned.

A vision rose in my mind. A doctor, smelling of carbolic, with short-sighted eyes magnified by powerful lenses. Absurd!

 

I love how Hastings is going off on a tangent every once in a while.

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text 2018-01-31 21:06
Reading progress update: I've read 31%.
Lord Edgware Dies - Agatha Christie

‘Surely, Poirot, that has got no connection with this business.’

‘You are blind, Hastings, blind and wilfully obtuse. Do you not see that the whole thing makes a pattern? A pattern confused at present but which will gradually become clear…’

I felt Poirot was being over-optimistic. I did not feel that anything would ever become clear. My brain was frankly reeling.

Oh, Hastings, you magnificent, long-suffering soul.

I'm loving this book. It is a lot of fun.

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text 2018-01-31 19:37
Reading progress update: I've read 88 out of 352 pages.
Lord Edgware Dies - Agatha Christie

"You don´t understand. Jane is not an ordinary murderess. She - she has no sense of right or wrong. Honestly she´s not responsible."

 

Something is clearly wrong, when a good friend of yours thinks you are capable of murdering someone. I´m really enjoying this book so far. 

 

I really missed Poirot:

 

"No, no, my good Japp. I am not the partisan you think. But frankly, the case as you present, revolts the intelligence."

"What do you mean, revolts the intelligence? It doesn´t revolt mine."

I could see words trembling on Poirot´s lips. He restrained them.

 

I would have loved to hear what Poirot really was thinking. And then, of course, there is Hastings:

 

I´m afraid that I have got into the habit of averting my attention whenever Poirot mentions his little grey cells. I have heard it all so often before.

 

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