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    <![CDATA[The Nursing Home Murder]]>
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    <![CDATA[&lt;div&gt;For an unlucky member of parliament, a hospital stay is the unkindest cut of all...<br/><br/>When Britain's Home Secretary complained of abdominal pains, it seemed like a simple case of appendicitis. But minutes after his operation, the ill-fated politician lay dead on the table. When Chief Detective-Inspector Roderick Alleyn arrives to dissect the situation, he finds many a likely suspect, including a vengeful surgeon, a lovelorn nurse, an unhappy wife, and a cabinet full of political foes.<br/>&lt;/div&gt;]]>
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        <name><![CDATA[Ngaio Marsh]]></name>
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  <read_at>Tue Sep 22 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[How very British.  I so did enjoy the dialogue.  Marsh’s style is growing on me.  The communist subplot was blah, but otherwise it’s a rather enjoyable mystery at that.  <em>Fraytefully nayce</em>, indeed!]]></body>
    
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