The Mystery of the Blue Train Hardback
Part of the Poirot series
A facsimile first edition hardback of the Poirot book, featuring the favourite Christie mix of trains and international travel.
When the luxurious Blue Train arrives at Nice, a guard attempts to wake serene Ruth Kettering from her slumbers.
But she will never wake again - for a heavy blow has killed her, disfiguring her features almost beyond recognition.
What is more, her precious rubies are missing. The prime suspect is Ruth's estranged husband, Derek.
Yet Poirot is not convinced, so he stages an eerie re-enactment of the journey, complete with the murderer on board...To mark the 80th anniversary of Hercule Poirot's first appearance, and to celebrate his renewed fortunes as a primetime television star, this title in a collection of facsimile first editions is the perfect way to experience Agatha Christie.
Reproducing the original typesetting and format of the first edition from the Christie family's own archive, this book sports the original cover which has been painstakingly restored to its original glory.
- Format: Hardback
- Pages: 304 pages, 8 col plates (8pp)
- Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
- Publication Date: 05/03/2007
- Category: Classic crime
- ISBN: 9780007234387
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Review by riverwillow
I never quite know what to make out about this book. It passes the time quite nicely, but its only real merit is that it shows the Poirot in the guise of a fatherly confessor - 'Papa Poirot' who pops up in other Christie books. Oh yes and its an interesting precursor to the other great train murder mystery 'Murder on the Orient Express'
Review by mstrust
American Ruth Kettering is in an unhappy marriage with Derek, an impoverished English aristocrat who had become too indiscreet. When Ruth's millionaire father convinces her to file for divorce, the scheming begins. Ruth is found dead on the train to the Riviera and Poirot finds a number of suspects all circling round the victim.I place this one firmly in the middle of Christie's work; it isn't one of her greats (And Then There Were None) and it certainly isn't one of her stinkers (hello, Elephants Can Remember). It's a solid Poirot that is difficult to figure out, mainly because the reader isn't given a vital piece of evidence until 20 pages from the end.I detect the beginnings of her later Murder on the Orient Express here, with a murder of a wealthy, entitled person on a train, though that's where the similarities end. MotOE is a masterpiece.