Nemesis - 1St/1St Christie Agatha Crime

Edges slightly rubbed, not price clipped but with penciled 50p, now in protected jacket. Miss Jane Marple sat in the big armchair by the fireplace in her house at St Mary Mead, and repeated a sentence under her breath. It was part of a letter - an unusual letter from an unusual man. The man who had written the letter was dead. She had read the announcement of his death more than a week ago. She was being asked for help - for a reason she did not know - in a matter of which she was ignorant! The whole thing was impossible, quite impossible - and yet. A certain sentence came back: 'You, my dear, have a natural flair for Justice. I want you to investigate a crime. I see you in my mind's eye as I saw you once one night as I rose from sleep disturbed by your urgency enveloped in a cloud of pink knitting wool!'. The letter had ended with a quotation from the Book of Amos: Let justice roll down like waters, And Righteousness like an everlasting stream.