Quotes About Intrigue

M. Poirot, almost certainly the criminal; the only man on board who could create a psychological moment.

They went up the stairs. The next move was a little like a scene in a farce. Each one of the four stood with a hand on his or her bedroom door handle. Then, as though at a signal, each one stepped into the room and pulled the door shut. There were sounds of bolts and locks, of the moving of furniture. Four frightened people were barricaded in until morning.

He was a man of whom nearly everybody was a little afraid. Why this last was so can hardly be stated in definite words. There was a feeling, perhaps, that he knew a little too much about everybody. And there was a feeling, too, that his sense of humor was a curious one.

We're both very crime-minded. Read a lot about it.

Inside the room, the pall fear had fallen anew. Again, surreptitiously, they watched each other.

To-tre dager senere mottok frøken Marple et brev med ettermiddagsposten. Hun tok det opp, og som vanlig snudde hun det, kikket på poststempelet og håndskriften, kom til at det ikke var en regning og åpnet konvolutten.

Un pò difficile capire come stavano le cose quando c'era di mezzo Elinor. In realtà non rivelava mai molto di ciò che pensava o sentiva. E questo gli piaceva in lei. Perché detestava le persone che vuotavano il sacco, e rivelavano subito le proprie opinioni o manifestavano i propri sentimenti...le persone che davano praticamente per scontato che l'interlocutore desiderasse sapere com'era articolato il loro meccanismo interiore. Il riserbo era sempre stato più interessante.

Is nobody incapable of murder?" "I have often wondered." said Hercule Poirot.

Ackroyd was sitting as I had left him in the armchair before the fire. His head had fallen sideways, and clearly visible, just below the collar of his coat, was a shining piece of twisted metalwork. Parker and I advanced till we stood over the recumbent figure. I heard the butler draw in his breath with a sharp hiss. "Stabbed from be'ind," he murmured. "'Orrible!

It was five o'clock on a winter's morning in Syria.

That's queer," I ejaculated suddenly beneath my breath.

woman could act her part with that icy unconcern. Poirot did not make his appearance the following morning,

Philip Lombard, summing up the girl opposite in a mere flash of his quick moving eyes thought to himself:

Very difficult, mon ami. But as you know well, difficulties rejoice the heart of Hercule Poirot.

Lord Cronshaw's party consisted of six people: he himself, his uncle, the Honourable Eustace Beltane, a pretty American widow, Mrs. Mallaby, a young actor, Chris Davidson, his wife, and last but not least, Miss Coco Courtenay. It was a fancy dress ball, as you know, and

Agatha Christie

It is ridiculous to set a detective story in New York City. New York City is itself a detective story.

Can't you ever leave murder alone, woman? Even murder in retrospect?

there was a girl who discovered the body." "What did she do when she discovered it?" "Screamed." "Very nice too,

Det kan du stole på. Liker du detektivfortellinger? Det gjør jeg. Jeg leser alle sammen, og har navnetrekkene til Dorothy Sayers og Agatha Christie og Dickson Carr og H.C. Bailey.

He has a kind of genius for going to the root of the matter, and right up to the end no one has any idea of what he is really thinking.

Detective stories are mostly bunkum... But they amuse people... And they're useful sometimes.

And for five long hours the little man sat motionless, blinking his eyelids like a cat, his green eyes flickering and becoming steadily greener and greener.

The murderer is with us—on the train now….