by Agatha Christie. Didn't they "Lady" her or "Dame" her at some point?
I'd call this a perfect engagement for the mind, with no emotion involved unless you consider curiosity an emotion. A delightful contrast to the last book I read. And no, I didn't figure out the killer, although I suspect brainy readers did. The best I could theorize was that the killer set up the last couple of deaths and then killed himself. I shouldn't have said that.
But never mind. It's "the most popular mystery of all time." You've already read it, haven't you?
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