He is tasked with recovering a priceless ruby stolen from a royal heir to the throne of an unnamed Eastern country, in order to save the young man from an embarrassing scandal just before his wedding.īasically whenever there’s some stolen jewels in a Christie story, you can safely assume that you’re in for some light and frothy read, and this short story is no exception. Hercule Poirot on the other hand is not anywhere near as enthusiastic about old-fashioned Christmas in the English countryside, and only accepts his mission after he’s promised proper oil-fired central heating. In the foreword, Christie describes the titular short story as an “indulgence of my own” and basically an excuse to reminisce fondly about the very traditional English Christmas she enjoyed as a child with her extended family up north. I was slightly disappointed that only one of the stories is actually set at Christmas. A fun collection of crimes solved by the one and only Hercule Poirot, with a bonus Miss Marple short story.
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