The Mysterious Affair At Styles. by Christie, Agatha - 1992

1992. Boston, Massachusetts, G.K. Hall & Co., 1992. 16 cm x 24.5 cm. 314 pages with large print. Original Hardcover with original dustjacket in protective collector's mylar. Excellent condition with only very minor signs of external wear. Includes for example the following contents:- I Go to Syyles / The 16th and 17th of July / The Night of the Tragedy / Poirot Investigates / "It Isn't Strychnine, Is It?" / The Inquest / Poirot Pays His Debts / Fresh Suspicions / Dr. Bauerstein / The Arrest / The Case for the Prosecution / The Last Link / Poirot Explains etc. "Almost too ingenious . . . very clearly and brightly told.' Times Literary Supplement 'Deals with poisons in a knowledgeable way. . . Miss Agatha Christie knows her job.' Who poisoned the wealthy Emily Inglethorpe, and how did the murderer penetrate and escape from her locked bedroom? Suspects abound in the quaint village of Styles St. Mary, from the heiress's fawning new husband to her two stepsons, her volatile housekeeper, and a pretty nurse who works in a hospital dispensary. Making his unforgettable debut, the brilliant Belgian detective Hercule Poirot is on the case. The key to the success of this style of detective novel, writes Elizabeth George in her Introduction, lies in how the author deals with both the clues and the red herrings, and it has to be said that no one bettered Agatha Christie at this game. This is a high quality book of the original classic edition. It was previously published by other bona fide publishers, and is now, finally, back in print. This is a freshly published edition of this culturally important work, which is now, at last, again available to you. Enjoy this classic work. These few paragraphs distill the contents and give you a quick look inside: He had married two years ago, and had taken his wife to live at Styles, though I entertained a shrewd suspicion that he would have preferred his mother to increase his allowance, which would have enabled him to have a home of his own. . . .Her tall, slender form, outlined against the bright light; the vivid sense of slumbering fire that seemed to find expression only in those wonderful tawny eyes of hers, remarkable eyes, different from any other woman's that I have ever known; the intense power of stillness she possessed, which nevertheless conveyed the impression of a wild untamed spirit in an exquisitely civilised body-all these things are burnt into my memory".(Amazon).