Teaser Tuesday 136: And Then There Were None

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

* Grab your current book or recent read.
* Share a few "teaser" sentences from somewhere in the book.
* BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (Make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away. You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
* Share the title and author so that other participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teaser!


I did a reread of And Then There Were None by Agatha Christie over the weekend. Of course, given how long it has been since I read this, and that it was one of the first books of hers I ever read, it was pretty much like reading it for the first time—and definitely just as enjoyable. I had a difficult time settling on just one teaser, so you're getting more than one today. Enjoy!

If this had been an old house, with creaking wood, and dark shadows, and heavily paneled walls, there might have been an eerie feeling. But this house was the essence of modernity. There were no dark corners—no possible sliding panels—it was flooded with electric light—everything was new and bright and shining. There was nothing hidden in this house, nothing concealed. It had no atmosphere about it. Somehow, that was the most frightening thing of all. . . (pg 53)

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And there was someone in the room. . . . She had heard something—surely she had heard something. . . . And then, as she stood there, listening—a cold clammy hand touched her throat—a wet hand, smelling of the sea. . . . (pg 128)

ABOUT THE BOOK:
Originally titled "Ten Little Indians," this classic mystery novel was first published in 1939.

First, there were ten; a curious assortment of strangers summoned as weekend guests to a private island off the coast of Devon. Their host, an eccentric millionaire unknown to all of them, is nowhere to be found. All that the guests have in common is a wicked past they're unwilling to reveal; and a secret that will seal their fate. For each has been marked for murder. One by one they fall prey. Before the weekend is out, there will be none. And only the dead are above suspicion.