Recently, there had been some strange goings on at Styles St Mary.Evelyn, constant companion to old Mrs Inglethorp, had stormed out of the house muttering something about 'a lot of sharks'. And with her, something indefinable had gone from the atmosphere. Her presence had spelt security; now the air seemed rife with suspicion and impending evil.

A shattered coffee cup, a splash of candle grease, a bed of begonias - all Poirot required to display his now legendary powers of detection...

1 I Go to,Styles 9

2 The 16th and 17th of July 29

3 The Night of the Tragedy 43

4 Poirot Investigates 55

5 'It isn't Strychnine, is it？' 87

6 The Inquest 127

7 Poirot Pays his Debts 147

8 Fresh Suspicions 165

9 Dr Bauerstein 191

10 The Arrest 211

11 The Case for the Prosecution 235

12 The Last Link 263

13 Poirot Explains 279