Agatha Christie

he remarked disparagingly, indicating the disembarking passengers

which turns out to be a common or garden chilblain

hammering on a door. Dora Bunner, who had been sobbing

inclined to underestimate my mental capacities. But his pleasure was so evident

The thing that was different and that ought not to be different was herself…

It is odd to find oneself, after a lapse of twenty-five years, back doing the same job.

It was really this last named trait of hers which was causing me these pangs of indecision.