ThiRd GiRl

Hercule Poirot is interrupted at breakfast by a young woman who wishes to consult with the great detective about a murder she ‘might have’ committed—but upon being introduced to Poirot, the girl flees. And disappears. She has shared a flat with two seemingly ordinary young women. As Hercule Poirot—with the aid of crime novelist Mrs.Ariadne Oliver—learns more about this mysterious ‘third girl’, he hears rumors of revolvers, flick knives, and blood stains. Even if a murder might not have been committed, something is seriously wrong, and it will take all of Poirot’s wits and tenacity to establish whether the ‘third girl’ is guilty, innocent, or insane.

actually i took a lot of time to complete this novel..starting it is so boring to read atleast 2 pages a day but ending has got a nice twist..by reading this story i came to know about a type of drug which wil make u feel tht u have done everything without actualy doing it..may be a murder...

Pocket Full Of Rye

Triple tragedy at yew tree lodge.

A model of complex skull duggery.

Rex Fortescue, king of a financial empire, was sipping tea in his ‘counting house when he suffered an agonizing and sudden death. On later inspection, the pockets of the deceased were found to contain traces of cereal. Yet, it was the incident in the parlor which confirmed Miss.Marple’s suspicion that here she was looking at a case of crime by rhyme….

“Sing a song of sixpence, a pocket full of rye,

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"The king was in his counting house, counting out his money

The queen was in the parlor eating bread and honey

The maid was in the garden hanging out the clothes,

When there came a little dickey bird and nipped off her nose..."

the above lines have a gr8 significance in the story till the last breath

Miss Marple started investigating the case by chit chatting. I like that...

I didnt expect her to be so old when i first read the book..she knows how to deal with people..

Lord Edgware Dies

Poirot had been present when Jane bragged of her plan to get rid of her estranged husband. Now the monstrous man was dead and yet the gr8 Belgian Detective couldn’t help feeling he was being taken for a ride. After all how can Jane have stabbed Lord Edgware to death in his library at exactly the same time she was seen dining with frnds?And what could be her motive now that the aristocrat had finally granted her a divorce?
According to me it has been a most ingenious crime puzzle. And also that Poirot is always fond of having the things difficult. A straight forward case is never good enough 4 him. No...it’s got to be torturous. He plays a game of his own.....everyone refers to him in this novel as a suspicious old devil.