Old sins have long shadows. Was the cause of death some long shadow from the past? This was the question facing Hercule Poirot when he agreed to help his old friend, mystery writer Ariadne Oliver, delve into the deaths of Lord and Lady Ravenscroft, ruled a double suicide by the police twelve years before. All that is left are dim traces: a terrifying tale told by an old woman, the shocking revelations of a Swiss schoolmistress, a doctors strange diagnosis — not really clues, merely hints. Will this be one trail too cold for even the incomparable Hercule Poirot to follow?
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