Young Elinor Carlisle stands on trial, accused of murdering Mary Gerrard. The court is packed with people, watching & wondering, all convinced of her guilt. The evidence against her is unassailable. But Hercule Poirot is not at all convinced
This recording of Sad Cypress features Christie's super detective, Hercule Poirot (e.g., Murder on the Orient Exress, Audio Reviews, LJ 4/1/94), and a reading by David Suchet, who is well known for playing Poirot on BBC television. The story concerns Elinor Carlisle, accused of murdering another young woman while in a jealous rage. The evidence against Elinor is overwhelming, and she seems destined for prison until a friend and admirer engages Poirot. What follows is the usual Christie puzzle, which listeners are invited to help solve. Suchet reads superbly and provides each character, especially Poirot, with a distinct personality. While this is not Christie's best book, it is nonetheless entertaining. Recommended for mystery collections.-Nancy R. Ives, SUNY at Geneseo -- PUBLISHERS WEEKLY.
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Excerpt from Sad Cypress by Agatha Christie
Hercule Poirot, his egg-shaped head gently tilted to one side, his eyebrows raised inquiringly, his fingertips joined together, watched the young man who was striding so savagely up and down the room, his pleasant freckled face puckered and drawn.
Hercule Poirot said:
'Eh bien, my friend, what is all this?'
Peter Lord stopped dead in his pacing.
'M. Poirot. You're the only man in the world who can help me. I've heard Stillingfleet talk about you; he's told me what you did in that Benedict Farley case. How every mortal soul thought it was suicide and you showed that it was murder.'
Hercule Poirot said:
'Have you, then, a case of suicide among your patients about which you are not satisfied?'
Peter Lord shook his head.
He sat down opposite Poirot.
'There's a young woman. She's been arrested and she's going to be tried for murder! I want you to find evidence that will prove that she didn't do it!'
Poirot's eyebrows rose a little higher. Then he assumed a discreet and confidential manner.
'You and this young lady - you are affianced - yes? You are in love with each other?'
Peter Lord laughed - a sharp, bitter laugh.
'No, it's not like that! She has the bad taste to prefer a long-nosed supercilious ass with a face like a melancholy horse! Stupid of her, but there it is!'
Lord said bitterly: