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Pequeña pero magistral colección de nueve relatos que van de lo cotidiano a lo sobrenatural. Testigo de cargo, que da título a este libro, y que la autora convirtió en obra de teatro más tarde, pasaría al celuloide con Billy Wilder como director y Marlene Dietrich, Tyrone Power y Charles Laughton como intérpretes. En El segundo gong, Hercule Poirot resuelve la intrincada trama con su proverbial astucia. Completan el libro una serie de narraciones cuyo leitmotiv son el amor y la muerte.

A priest's death leads to sinister goings-on in an old country pub...To understand the strange goings on at The Pale Horse Inn, Mark Easterbrook knew he had to begin at the beginning. But where exactly was the beginning? Was it the savage blow to the back of Father Gorman's head? Or was it when the priest's assailant searched him so roughly he tore the clergyman's cassock? Or could it have been the priest's visit, just minutes before, to a woman on her death bed? Or was there a deeper significance to the violent squabble which Mark Easterbrook had himself witnessed earlier? Wherever the beginning lies, Mark and his sidekick, Ginger Corrigan, may soon have cause to wish they'd never found it!

A beautiful heiress is fatally poisoned in a West End restaurant... A beautiful heiress is fatally poisoned in a West End restaurant...Six people sit down to dinner at a table laid for seven. In front of the empty place is a sprig of rosemary -- in solemn memory of Rosemary Barton who died at the same table exactly one year previously. No one present on that fateful night would ever forget the woman's face, contorted beyond recognition -- or what they remembered about her astonishing life.

Ladies richissimes, jolies intrigantes et danseuses célèbres ; puissants industriels, princes étrangers et membres du gouvernement. Voilà le monde que côtoie Hercule Poirot. Car il ne veut s'occuper que d'affaires extraordinaires, scandaleuses, délicates; de crimes à la hauteur de son incomparable intelligence. Et tandis qu'à Scotland Yard les infortunés inspecteurs battent la campagne à la recherche d'empreintes de pas ou de mégots de cigarettes, Poirot s'installe dans son fauteuil où, une tasse de chocolat fumant à la main, il pense. Et comme par magie, le mystère s'éclaircit. C'est cela, le génie !.

Designed to follow the new-look series of Hercule Poirot books for the 21st century. Complete and Unabridged edition read by Hugh Fraser now available on both audio cassette and CD. From seat No.9, Hercule Poirot was ideally placed to observe his fellow air passengers. Over to his right sat a pretty young woman, clearly infatuated with the man opposite; ahead, in seat No.13, sat a Countess with a poorly-concealed cocaine habit; across the gangway in seat No.8, a detective writer was being troubled by an aggressive wasp. What Poirot did not yet realize was that behind him, in seat No.2, sat the slumped, lifeless body of a woman.

In utter disbelief Miss Marple read the letter addressed to her from the recently deceased Mr Rafiel - an acquaintance she had met briefly on her travels. Recognising in Miss Marple a natural flair for justice, Mr Rafiel had left instructions for her to investigate a crime after his death. The only problem was, he had failed to tell her who was involved or where and when the crime had been committed. It was most intriguing.

The suave and debonair Colonel Race must solve a question, not of ‘accidental death or suicide’, but ‘murder or double murder’.

Un hombre ha sido apu:amp;#241;alado salvajamente. Una altiva princesa rusa y una institutriz inglesa se cuentan entre los sospechosos.

Roger Ackroyd aparece muerto con una daga tunecina clavada en la espalda...¿Estará esta muerte relacionada con otras tres?

The Leonides were one big happy family living in a sprawling, ramshackle mansion. That was until the head of the household, Aristide, was murdered with a fatal barbiturate injection. Suspicion naturally falls on the old mans young widow, fifty years his junior. But the murderer has reckoned without the tenacity of Charles Hayward, fiancé of the late millionaires granddaughter…

The first Miss Marple novel. The first of a new-look series of audio books for the 21st century. 'Anyone who murdered Colonel Protheroe,' declared the parson, brandishing a carving knife above a joint of roast beef, 'would be doing the world at large a service!'It was a careless remark for a man of the cloth. And one which was to come back and haunt the clergyman just a few hours later. From seven potential murderers, Miss Marple must seek out the suspect who has both motive and opportunity. 'Joan Hickson -- you can't beat her, you know. So enjoy this not-so-fluffy old lady doing her Marple thing. Genius.' Time Out'The acknowledged queen of detective fiction.' Observer'When she really hits her stride, as she does here, she is hard to surpass.' Saturday Review of Literature

One minute, silly Heather Badcock had been gabbling on about her movie idol, the glamorous Marina Gregg. The next, Heather suffered a massive seizure. But who was the deadly poison really intended fo

Sir George and Lady Stubbs, the hosts of a village fête, hit upon the novel idea of staging a mock murder mystery. In good faith, Ariadne Oliver, the well known crime writer, agrees to organise their murder hunt.Despite weeks of meticulous planning, at the last minute Ariadne calls her friend Hercule Poirot for his expert assistance. Instinctively, she senses that something sinister is about to happen.

This collection of short stories from the Queen of Crime perfectly illustrates the incredible breadth of the authors talent; from sinister murder mysteries to light-hearted romances. All great crime writers have their favourite creations. Similarly, every great sleuth has his, or her, own preferred method of deduction. Take the charming Parker Pyne, who relies upon an intuitive knowledge of human nature to solve the Problem at Pollensa Bay. Or Mr Satterthwaite, who seeks inspiration through his collaboration with the enigmatic Mr Quin in The Harlequin Tea Set mystery. Then, of course, theres Poirot, whose measured analysis of motive and opportunity is tested to the full in Yellow Iris, when he receives an anonymous call about a matter of life and death.

Six people sit down to dinner at a table laid for seven. In front of the empty place is a sprig of rosemary, in memory of Rosemary Barton who died one year ago. No one would ever forget the woman's face, contorted beyond recognition - or what they remembered about her astonishing life.

Matrimonio de sabuesos : Tommy y Tuppence Beresford estaban sedientos de aventura. Por ello, cuando les encargaron ocuparse de la agencia internacional de detectives Blunt, no dudaron en aprovechar la oportunidad. Tras sus primeros exitos en la recuperacion de una perla rosa, los casos misteriosos se suceden: alguien es apuñalado en un campo de golf; aparecen mensajes cripticos en las columnas de anuncios personales de los periodicos, e incluso hay una caja de bombones envenenados... Testigo de cargo : Doce fenomenos inexplicables: una marca de polvora en forma de perro; un augurio desde el otro lado; una casa embrujada; una sesion de espiritismo terrorifica; un caso de personalidades multiples; una pesadilla recurrente; un fantasmal mensaje inalambrico; la influencia que ejerce una anciana sobre un hombre joven; una voz inhumana que grita asesinato; la sorprendente amnesia de un joven; una experiencia de levitacion; una misteriosa llamada de auxilio... Para descubrir las respuestas a estos doce enigmas, solo debemos recurrir a la capacidad sobrenatural de la pluma de la gran dama del misterio.

Agatha Christie's audacious mystery thriller, reissued with a striking new cover designed to appeal to the latest generation of Agatha Christie fans and book lovers. For an instant the two trains ran together, side by side. In that frozen moment, Elspeth witnessed a murder. Helplessly, she stared out of her carriage window as a man remorselessly tightened his grip around a woman's throat. The body crumpled. Then the other train drew away. But who, apart from Miss Marple, would take her story seriously? After all, there were no suspects, no other witnesses! and no corpse.

Mrs McGinty died from a brutal blow to the back of her head. Suspicion fell immediately on her shifty lodger, James Bentley, whose clothes revealed traces of the victims blood and hair. Yet something was amiss: Bentley just didnt look like a murderer. Poirot believed he could save the man from the gallows – what he didnt realise was that his own life was now in great danger…