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188 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published November 12, 1985
"But seriously," said Professor Plum, who'd evidently been thinking for a few moments, "I don't see what's so terrible about Colonel Mustard visiting a house of ill-fame. Most soldiers do, don't they?" he asked Miss Scarlet, at the same time--as if by accident--dropping his hand upon her knee.
Miss Scarlet quietly removed Professor Plum's hand. With an admonitory finger, she directed the Professor's attention to Wadsworth, who was studying yet another page of the typewritten notes.
Yvette's accent was on a level with her costume. It was the expected carried to the extreme. Beyond parody, it was a thing unto itself.
The kitchen of Hill House was vast and old-fashioned, having been equipped in a time when the only real labor-saving device was a full complement of servants.
... a moment later the rumble of thunder, like a warning to look out that comes after the blow is struck.
Mrs. Peacock once again, squeezed past the body on the floor... [she] was a Washington hostess, and perhaps was more accustomed to ignoring little embarrassments, like corpses.