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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
- Lingua
- Pubblicato
- 1982
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- Titolo
- Sparkling Cyanide
- Lingua
- Inglese
- Autori
- Agatha Christie
- Editore
- Fontana
- Pubblicato
- 1982
- Formato
- In brossura
- ISBN10
- 0006162630
- ISBN13
- 9780006162636
- Serie
- Tag
- Narrativa, Gialli & Thriller, Gialli, Thriller, Classici, Famiglia, Tensione, Piante, Omicidi, Morte, Giallo classico, Serie, Inghilterra, Detective, Erbe, Suicidio, Sorelle, Scandali e Affari, Eredità, Compleanni, Veleni, avvelenamenti, Agatha Christie
- Prima pubblicazione
- 1945
- Titolo originale
- Remembered Death (Sparkling Cyanide)
- Valutazione
- 3,9 su 5
- Descrizione
- 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.