And Then There Were None

by Agatha Christie

“A bit unsporting, what?” he said. “Ought to ferret out the mystery before we go. Whole thing’s like a detective story. Positively thrilling.”

“Know what I’m thinking?” Philip Lombard said: “As you’re just about to tell me, it’s not worth the trouble of guessing.”

terror. “We shall none of us leave this island.” Who had said that? General Macarthur, of course,

“What next? What next? Who? Which?” “Would it work? I wonder. It’s worth trying. If there’s time. My God, if there’s time….” “Religious mania, that’s the ticket … Looking at her, though, you can hardly believe it … Suppose I’m wrong….” “It’s crazy—everything’s crazy. I’m going crazy. Wool disappearing—red silk curtains—it doesn’t make sense. I can’t get the hang of it….” “The damned fool, he believed every word I said to him. It was easy … I must be careful, though, very careful.” “Six of those little china figures … only six—how many will there be by tonight? …”