Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie

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Portrait of Agatha Christie Agatha Christie The Sign in the Sky

Martin Wylde is a nice looking young fellow-one can hardly believe it of him. All the same, there have been a good many nice looking young fellows lately who have turned out to be murderers of a particularly cold blooded and repellent type."
"Too many," said Mr. Quin quietly.
"I beg your pardon?" said Mr. Satterthwaite, slightly startled.
"Too many for Martin Wylde. There has been a tendency from the beginning to regard this as just one more of a series of the same type of crime-a man seeking to free himself from one woman in order to marry another."
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Portrait of Agatha Christie Agatha Christie The Sign in the Sky

Quin leaned forward with his quick encouraging smile.
"If anyone can show me that, it will be Mr. Satterthwaite," he murmured.
Mr. Satterthwaite gripped the table with both hands. He was uplifted, carried out of himself. For the moment, he was an artist pure and simple-an artist whose medium was words.
Swiftly, with a dozen broad strokes, he etched in the picture of life at Deering Hill. Sir George Barnaby, elderly, obese, purse-proud. A man perpetually fussing over the little things of life.
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Portrait of Agatha Christie Agatha Christie The Sign in the Sky

Quin said as plainly as it could be said: "Do let me off, won't you?"
"You have never been to Canada?"
"Never."
"A very interesting country."
Mr. Satterthwaite looked at him undecidedly.
"You think I ought to go?"
Mr. Quin leaned back in his chair and lighted a cigarette. Between puffs of smoke, he spoke deliberately.
"You are, I believe, a rich man, Mr. Satterthwaite. Not a millionaire, but a man able to indulge a hobby without counting the expense. You have looked on at the dramas of other people. Have you never contemplated stepping in and playing a part?
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