They Came to Baghdad - Agatha Christie

"By the way," said Richard, "I´ve brought a girl."

"Oh, have you? What sort of girl?"

"She says she´s your niece."

"My niece?" Dr Pauncefoot brought his mind back with a struggle from his contemplation of mudbrick walls. "I don´t think I have a niece," he said doubtfully, as though he might have had one and forgotten about her.

"She´s coming out to work with you here, I gathered."

"Oh," Dr Pauncefoot Jones´ face cleared. "of course. That will be Veronica."

"Victoria, I think she said."

"Yes. yes, Victoria. Emerson wrote to me about her from Cambridge. A very able girl, I understand. An anthropologist. [...]"

 

Hehehe. This book is ridiculous.

 

I´m going out on a limp here, but I suspect that Agatha Christie has been constantly drunk while writing this book.

 

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