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The Murder On The Links by Agatha Christie

The Murder On The Links Quotes
"I believe that a well-known anecdote exists to the effect that a young writer, determined to make the commencement of his story forcible and original enough to catch and rivet the attention of the most blasé of editors, penned the following sentence: 'Hell!' said the Duchess."
"My friend, I am about to surprise you - to please you! I have taken your reproaches to heart! We will examine some footprints!"
"‘Yeas - yeas - butt for Gaud’s saike go nauw!’"
"The moral of that is, always look under the mats! My friend Hastings here will tell you that anything in the least crooked is a torment to me."
"It is to me incredible that the servants heard nothing. The creaking of that staircase, with three people descending it, would awaken the dead!"
"A clue of two feet long is every bit as valuable as one measuring two millimetres!"
"Some of the greatest criminals I have known had the faces of angels."
"My friend, as usual, you see nothing at all. Madame Daubreuil is very well able to look after herself without her daughter worrying about her."
"Do not set your heart on that girl. She is not for you! I, Hercule Poirot, know it."
"The heart of a woman who loves will forgive many blows."
"If you don’t mind, I’d rather like to have a look at Giraud, and see what he’s up to."
"I am looking for that brain, M. Giraud, and I shall find it."
"I rather fancy that he is exceedingly likely to have such a thing in his keeping."
"They were the most devoted couple I know."
"The gardening gloves Auguste admitted to be his."
"I should be inclined to do so without an open window."
"I know at least where they have come from."
"Evidently one of the men threw away his cigarette end, and lit another."
"I am only just beginning my investigations."
"Ah, then, I am all wrong. I have failed. Giraud may mock himself at me—he will have reason!"
"It is impossible. I cannot be wrong! The facts, taken methodically and in their proper order admit of only one explanation. I must be right! I am right!"
"The victim is a man of middle-age. His body was found in the locked shed near the scene of the crime and had been dead at least forty-eight hours."
"The little grey cells, my friend, the little grey cells! They told me. Thus, and in no other way, could there have been a second death."
"It is not abnormal at all. It is most simple. The man was stabbed after he was dead."
"To stab a man after he is dead! Barbaric! Unheard of! Some unappeasable hate, perhaps."
"He was not killed. He died. He died, M. le juge, if I am not much mistaken, of an epileptic fit!"
"One more thing, M. Poirot. We found this coiled round the handle of the dagger. A woman’s hair."
"That is a picture of the notorious Madame Beroldy!"
"I was told that you had returned to England, M. Poirot. I am glad to find that such is not the case."
"It is true that I went there, M. le juge, but it was only for a flying visit. A side issue, but one that I fancied might repay investigation."
"We must resign ourselves, I fear. That animal Giraud, his manners are abominable, but he is undoubtedly clever! Not much chance of that one making a mistake."
"Frankly, M. le juge, there seem to me to be many points that are obscure."
"I liked the young man, and should be sorry to believe him guilty of such a hideous crime."
"I cannot understand him. He seems incapable of putting up any sort of defence. It has been most difficult to get him to answer questions."
"A distressing case. My sympathy for Madame Renauld is profound."
"It would be terrible if her brain became unhinged; but I should not wonder at all—no, really, not at all."
"You are no son of mine! From this day and hour I renounce you."
"Your father’s blood is on your head. You are morally guilty of his death."