![]() Old Poirot hands will recall that Hastings, the most splendidly obtuse Watson in crime fiction, hasn't appeared in a story for a very long time. ![]() As Poirot tells his old friend Captain Hastings when inviting him down: “Figure to yourself, it is what they call a guest house.” Now we are back at Styles again, and things have changed. The time was World War I, and hardship was expressed by cutting the gardeners down from five to three. That first crime story, published in 1920, was set at Styles Court, a typical English country mansion. The basic idea of “Curtain” is delightful. Rumor says that another story, dealing with the end of her second‐string detective Miss Marple, lies in a safe deposit box awaiting publication. ago but now published for the first time, Agatha Christie has-to put it with a brutality from which the publishers flinch-killed him off. In this book, written 30 yearsīy Agatha Christie. ![]() At roughly the age of 120 (in Agatha Christie's first book, “The Mysterious Affair at Styles,” it was mentioned that he had retired in 1904), the little Belgian detective has hung up his hat, put away his mustache protector, left his patent leather pumps on their trees forever. Curtain, and a final curtain for Hercule Poirot. ![]()
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