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It was All Soul's Day, the Day of the Dead ... In a luxurious hotel, six people sat down to dinner at the table in the alcove, a table laid for seven. In front of the empty place was a sprig of rosemary - in memory of Rosemary Barton who had suddenly sprawled dead across that same table exactly a year before. George Barton raised his glass of champagne. 'I don't want to recall past sadness, but I ask you to drink a toast. To Rosemary, my wife, for remembrance.' They drank. There was a pause - then one of the party slumped down in his chair, his face turning purple as he fought for breath. It took him a minute and a half to die.
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Sparkling Cyanide, Agatha Christie
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- Erscheinungsdatum
- 1982
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- Titel
- Sparkling Cyanide
- Sprache
- Englisch
- Autor*innen
- Agatha Christie
- Verlag
- Fontana
- Erscheinungsdatum
- 1982
- Einband
- Paperback
- ISBN10
- 0006162630
- ISBN13
- 9780006162636
- Reihe
- Schlagwörter
- Belletristik, Krimi & Thriller, Krimi, Thriller, Klassiker, Familie, Spannung, Pflanzen, Morde, Tod, Klassische Krimis, Serie, England, Detektive, Kräuter, Selbstmord, Schwestern, Skandale und Affären, Erbe, Geburtstage, Gifte, Vergiftung, Agatha Christie
- Erstveröffentlichung
- 1945
- Originaltitel
- Remembered Death (Sparkling Cyanide)
- Bewertung
- 3,9 von 5 Sternen
- Beschreibung
- It was All Soul's Day, the Day of the Dead ... In a luxurious hotel, six people sat down to dinner at the table in the alcove, a table laid for seven. In front of the empty place was a sprig of rosemary - in memory of Rosemary Barton who had suddenly sprawled dead across that same table exactly a year before. George Barton raised his glass of champagne. 'I don't want to recall past sadness, but I ask you to drink a toast. To Rosemary, my wife, for remembrance.' They drank. There was a pause - then one of the party slumped down in his chair, his face turning purple as he fought for breath. It took him a minute and a half to die.