Murder Is Easy. Agatha Christie
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First published in Great Britain by Collins, The Crime Club 1938
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Dedicated to Rosalind and Susan the first two critics of this book
Contents
11. Domestic Life of Major Horton
15. Improper Conduct of a Chauffeur
21. ‘O Why Do You Walk Through the Fields in Gloves?’
England!
England after many years!
How was he going to like it?
Luke Fitzwilliam asked himself that question as he walked down the gang-plank to the dock. It was present at the back of his mind all through the wait in the Customs’ shed. It came suddenly to the fore when he was finally seated in the boat-train.
England on leave was one thing. Plenty of money to blue (to begin with anyway!), old friends to look up, meetings with other fellows home like himself—a carefree atmosphere of ‘Well, it won’t be long. Might as well enjoy myself! Soon be going back.’
But