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Sad Cypress [Secure Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/Adobe Reader 7]
eBook by Agatha Christie
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eBook Category: Mystery/Crime
eBook Description:  Beautiful young Elinor Carlisle stood serenely in the dock, accused of the murder of Mary Gerrard, her rival in love. The evidence was damning: only Elinor had the motive, the opportunity and the means to administer the fatal poison. Yet, inside the hostile courtroom, only one man still presumed Elinor was innocent until proven guilty: Hercule Poirot was all that stood between Elinor and the gallows¿
eBook Publisher: Harper Collins, Inc./PerfectBound
Fictionwise Release Date: July 2005
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Available eBook Formats [Secure Mobipocket/Microsoft Reader/Adobe Reader 7 - What's this?]: SECURE MOBIPOCKET FORMAT (223 KB], SECURE MICROSOFT READER FORMAT (328 KB] - Requires Microsoft Reader 2.1.1 for PCs, or Microsoft Reader 2.2.2 on Pocket PC 2002 handheld devices. Some older Pocket PCs can be upgraded. Learn More., SECURE ADOBE READER 7 FORMAT (2.0 MB], OEBFF Format (IMP) [433 KB]
Secure Adobe Reader 7: Printing enabled, Read-aloud enabled
Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
eReader (recommended) ISBN: 006085748X
Microsoft Reader ISBN: 0060857498
Adobe Acrobat Reader ISBN: 006085751X
MobiPocket Reader ISBN: 9780060857509
 
Chapter 1 Hercule Poirot, his egg-shaped head gently tilted to one side, his eyebrows raised inquiringly, his fingertips joined together, watched the young man who was striding so savagely up and down the room, his pleasant freckled face puckered and drawn. Hercule Poirot said: 'Eh bien, my friend, what is all this?' Peter Lord stopped dead in his pacing. He said: 'M. Poirot. You're the only man in the world who can help me. I've heard Stillingfleet talk about you; he's told me what you did in that Benedict Farley case. How every mortal soul thought it was suicide and you showed that it was murder.' Hercule Poirot said: 'Have you, then, a case of suicide among your patients about which you are not satisfied?' Peter Lord shook his head. He sat down opposite Poirot. He said: 'There's a young woman. She's been arrested and she's going to be tried for murder! I want you to find evidence that will prove that she didn't do it!' Poirot's eyebrows rose a little higher. Then he assumed a discreet and confidential manner. He said: 'You and this young lady – you are affianced – yes? You are in love with each other?' Peter Lord laughed – a sharp, bitter laugh. He said: 'No, it's not like that! She has the bad taste to prefer a long-nosed supercilious ass with a face like a melancholy horse! Stupid of her, but there it is!' Poirot said: 'I see.' Lord said bitterly: Copyright © 1940 Agatha Christie Limited
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