Hickory Dickory Dock
I dissect rucksacks, my friend. It is very interesting.' Hercule Poirot doesn't need all his detective skills to realise something is troubling his secretary, Miss Lemon - she has made three mistakes in a simple letter. It seems an outbreak of kleptomania at the student hostel in which her sister works is distracting his usually efficient assistant. Deciding that desperate time call for desperate measures, the great detective agrees to investigate. But unknown to Poirot, desperation is a motive he shares with a killer...
Does it matter? She might have done it, yes! I don't care is she did. I don't want her hanged, I tell you! Beautiful young Elinor Carlisle stood serenely in the dock, accused of the murder of Mary Gerrard, her rival in love. The evidence was damning: only Elinor had the motive, the opportunity and the means to administer the fatal poison. Yet, inside the hostile courtroom, only one man still presumed Elinor was innocent until proven guilty. Hercule Poirot was all that stood between Elinor and the gallows...
Death in the Clouds
You seem very much interested in the wasp, Monsieur Poirot.'From seat No.9, Hercule Poirot was ideally placed to observe his fellow air passengers. Over to his right sat a pretty young woman, clearly infatuated with the man opposite; ahead, in seat No.13, sat a Countess with a poorly-concealed cocaine habit; across the gangway in seat No.8, a detective writer was bring troubled by an aggressive wasp. What Poirot did not yet realize was that behind him, in seat No.2, sat the slumped, lifeless body of a woman...
The cuckoo clock struck three all right, but all the others were about an hour fast. How very off! When the Cavendish Bureau was telephoned and asked to send one of their secretaries to a house in Wilbraham Crescent, the caller made no mention of the dead body she would find there. Who made the call to the agency? Who was the murdered man? And why were there clocks in the room that didn't belong there? The clocks had stopped, but the time is ticking away for Hercule Poirot...
The Mystery of the Blue Train
I want a change. To be in the midst of things - exciting things - even if I'm only the looker-on. You know, things don't happen in St Mary Mead.'When the luxurious Blue Train arrives at Nice, a guard attempts to wake Ruth Kettering from her slumbers. But she will never wake again - for a heavy blow has killed her, disfiguring her features almost beyond recognition. What is more, her precious rubies are missing. The prime suspect is Ruth's estranged husband, Derek. Yet Poirot is not convinced, so he stages an eerie re-enactment of the journey, complete with the murderer on board...
The Murder on the Links
The true work, it is done from within. The little grey cells - remember always the little grey cells, mon ami. An urgent cry for help brings Poirot to France. But he arrives too late to save his client, whose brutally stabbed body now lies face downwards in a shallow grave on a gold course. But why is the dead man wearing his son's overcoat? And who was the impassioned love-letter for? Before Poirot can answer these questions, the case is turned upside down by the discovery of a second, identically murdered corpse...
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Author Agatha Christie ISBN 9780007965618 Collection ISBN 9780007965618 Age group Young adults Book amount 6 Language English Format Paperback Condition New Video link No RRP 39.99