Hastings is recovering from a war injury, and is invited to stay at the house of a friend, John Cavendish. Not long after Hastings arrives, John's mother is found dead, the victim of a poisoning. Hastings invites an old friend, Hercule Poirot, a well known Belgian detective, to look into the matter. Of course, there are numerous suspects and clues, but Poirot uses his razor whit to discover the perpetrator. I didn't know while I was reading this that this was Christie's first published mystery novel, and the book that launched her career. She really was such a master. Even though this is her first book, the plot is very clever, and the portrayal of the quirky Poirot is delightful. I am usually a Miss Marple fan, but maybe after this one, I will try some other Poirot novels. (153 p. 1920)
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