THE MURDER OF MRS. MACGEDY
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"Because somewhere," Poirot monologued, giving in to an orgy of mixed transport, "there is a flea in the straw, and in the coal lies the treasure, and with one spade I will achieve two turtledoves!"
Mrs. McGeady is dead - wow! How did she die? On her knees, just like me.
The old children's toy now looked like a bad joke. The real Mrs. McGeady was killed with a blow to the back of the head and her meager savings gone. The suspicions immediately fall on her tenant, who is unemployed and has financial difficulties. Hercule Poirot, however, has a different opinion ̶ and has no idea that his life is now in great danger.