{also known as The Patriotic Murders and An Overdose of Death}
Good morning, dear Agatha. I finished this one a few days ago, but it's been such a busy week I haven't been able to get this post written. As it is, I am headed to Cali in a few hours - not fully packed yet and much to do, so this might be a little on the brief side.
Can I just say how much I love the cover art on this one? I will have to come back and add a picture. And a detective story centered around a DENTIST? Who does that? But some very valid points are made - you are completely off your guard in the dentist's chair! And it humanizes Poirot nicely to know that even he is not a fan of dentists:
There are certain humiliating moments in the lives of the greatest of men. It has been said that no man is a hero to his valet. To that may be added that few men are heroes to themselves at the moment of visiting their dentist.
Me, too, Hercule. Me, too.
Perhaps my favorite quote, though, is of Inspector Japp to Hercule Poirot:
"You're talking like a thriller by a lady novelist!"
I *love* that about you, Agatha - that you poke little bits of fun at yourself and your craft.
I hate it, but I have to run. Always a pleasure!
b.
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