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462 pages, Paperback
First published September 20, 2016
“The irony of it didn’t escape her. There she was—sitting on a train that she already decided would feature in one of her future novels—waiting for a figment of her imagination to tell her what to do. How is it, she thought, that one can create a character who is more intelligent, more observant, more perceptive than oneself?”
“To Agatha’s relief, the Bosphorus was as calm as a millpond. There was none of the pitching and rolling that had made her so queasy in the Channel. She watched the quayside recede, gazing in wonder at the mosques and minarets standing out against an azure sky.”
”Trust the train, mademoiselle, for it is le bon died who drives it. . . .
“For the train, like life, must go on until it reaches its destination. You might not always like what you see out the window, but if you pull down the blind, you will miss the beauty as well as the ugliness.”
“Hercule whispers as I hesitate: The train must go on. Trust the train. . . “