jeudi 1 février 2018

Incipits: Christie, The Moving Finger (1942)



When at last I was taken out of the plaster, and the doctors had pulled me about to their hearts' content, and nurses had wheedled me into cautiously using my limbs, and I had been nauseated by their practically using baby talk to me, Marcus Kent told me I was to go and live in the country.


Agatha CHRISTIE, The Moving Finger (1942).


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