I enjoyed the premise of this book; it read kind of like Mrs. Christie was trying to see how absurd of a situation she could come up with to begin the story with. Here it is: The dead body of a young blonde in full makeup and a sequined evening gown is found on the hearth rug in a respectable English country house owned by a retired colonel and his wife. Nobody knows who on earth she even is, much less how she got there or why she died.
The genius of Mrs. Christie is that she can take this opening, which sounds like a ridiculous writing prompt exercise, and weave an absolutely perfect mystery story, incorporating the fabulous Miss Marple. Great story!
I also read recently by this author: Evil Under the Sun
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