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”‘In case it tasted rather nasty I thought I would open a bottle of those raspberries I put up last summer. They seem to have a bit of mould on top but they say nowadays that that doesn’t matter. It’s really rather good for you—practically penicillin.’
Poirot left the house, glad that scorched pudding and near-penicillin were not to be his portion today.”
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— 7 hours, 34 min ago
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Poirot left the house, glad that scorched pudding and near-penicillin were not to be his portion today.”
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”‘Is that what it is? A sugar cutter?’
‘Yes. A sugar cutter—or a sugar hammer—I don’t know what exactly is the right term. It’s rather fun, isn’t it? So childish with the little bird on top.’
— 7 hours, 43 min ago
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‘Yes. A sugar cutter—or a sugar hammer—I don’t know what exactly is the right term. It’s rather fun, isn’t it? So childish with the little bird on top.’
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‘What I feel is, here’s that wonderful young man, parachuted down—’
Mrs Oliver interrupted: ‘He’s sixty.’
‘Oh no!’
‘He is.’
‘I don’t see him like that. Thirty-five—not a day older.’
‘But I’ve been writing books about him for thirty years, and he was at least thirty-five in the first one.’
— 8 hours, 38 min ago
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Mrs Oliver interrupted: ‘He’s sixty.’
‘Oh no!’
‘He is.’
‘I don’t see him like that. Thirty-five—not a day older.’
‘But I’ve been writing books about him for thirty years, and he was at least thirty-five in the first one.’
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”But you’ve no idea of the agony of having your characters taken and made to say things that they never would have said, and do things that they never would have done. And if you protest, all they say is that it’s “good theatre”. […] Everyone says he’s very clever. If he’s so clever I don’t see why he doesn’t write a play of his own and leave my poor unfortunate Finn alone.”
— 12 hours, 13 min ago
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”Eva Kane, the ‘other woman’ in the famous Craig Case.
Janice Courtland, the ‘tragic wife’ whose husband was a fiend in human form.
Little Lily Gamboll, tragic child product of our overcrowded age.
Vera Blake, unsuspecting wife of a killer.”
— 12 hours, 19 min ago
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Janice Courtland, the ‘tragic wife’ whose husband was a fiend in human form.
Little Lily Gamboll, tragic child product of our overcrowded age.
Vera Blake, unsuspecting wife of a killer.”
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”There was significance there—a significance that had nearly escaped him because to him, as to most people, writing a letter was a common everyday occurrence.
But it was not so to Mrs McGinty. Writing a letter was to Mrs McGinty such an uncommon occurrence that she had to go out and buy a bottle of ink if she wanted to do so.”
— 15 hours, 5 min ago
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But it was not so to Mrs McGinty. Writing a letter was to Mrs McGinty such an uncommon occurrence that she had to go out and buy a bottle of ink if she wanted to do so.”
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”It always came back to that, Poirot thought, as he left the office. James Bentley made a bad impression on people. He took comfort in considering various murderers he had known whom most people had found full of charm.”
— 15 hours, 9 min ago
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”Poirot got up again and shut the door. He said:
‘Decidedly, I suffer.’
A car drove up, the large dog leaped from the chair and raised its voice in a crescendo of barking. He jumped on a small table by the window and the table collapsed with a crash.”
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— 16 hours, 42 min ago
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‘Decidedly, I suffer.’
A car drove up, the large dog leaped from the chair and raised its voice in a crescendo of barking. He jumped on a small table by the window and the table collapsed with a crash.”
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”‘Alas,’ murmured Poirot to his moustaches, ‘that one can only eat three times a day…’ […]
No, chocolate and croissants for breakfast, Déjeuner at twelve-thirty if possible but certainly not later than one o’clock, and finally the climax: Le Dîner!
These were the peak periods of Hercule Poirot’s day.”
lol same, love me some good food
— 17 hours, 55 min ago
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No, chocolate and croissants for breakfast, Déjeuner at twelve-thirty if possible but certainly not later than one o’clock, and finally the climax: Le Dîner!
These were the peak periods of Hercule Poirot’s day.”
lol same, love me some good food
