Agatha Christie: The Thirteen Problems

The Thirteen Problems - Agatha ChristieThe Tuesday Club Puzzles

“Miss Marple insinuated herself so quickly into my life that I hardly noticed her arrival,” Agatha Christie wrote in her posthumously-published autobiography (1977) about the elderly lady who, next to Belgian super-sleuth Hercule Poirot, quickly became one of her most beloved characters. Somewhat resembling Christie‘s own grandmother and her friends, although “far more fussy and spinsterish” and “not in any way a picture” of the author’s granny, like her, she had a certain gift for prophecy and, “though a cheerful person, she always expected the worst of everyone and everything, and was, with almost frightening accuracy, usually proved right.”

Although Christie herself considered Miss Marple her favorite creation – preferred even over the prim and proper Belgian with the many “little grey cells,” of whose exploits she occasionally tired and whom she brought back again and again chiefly because of her audience’s undying demand – there are only twelve Miss Marple novels and twenty short stories: while no small feat in any other author’s body of work, just over one tenth of the lifetime output of the writer justifiedly dubbed The Queen of Crime.

This compilation unites the twenty short stories revolving around St. Mary Mead’s elderly village sleuth, beginning with the canon of originally six and, after an expansion for republication in book form, later thirteen stories which, in addition to the novel A Murder at the Vicarage (1930) introduced Miss Marple to the world; a series of unsolved problems told by her guests one Tuesday night, to be followed by six further problems narrated during a similar gathering at the home of village squire Colonel Bantry and his wife Dolly, about a year later.

In attendance on those two nights are a number of people who make recurring appearances next to Miss Marple; first and foremost her doting nephew – thriller novelist Raymond West – and retired Scotland Yard Commissioner Sir Henry Clithering, as well as village solicitor Petherick, and of course the Bantrys (who will move center stage, much to their embarrassment, in A Body in the Library, 1942); furthermore Raymond’s new flame, artist Joyce (later reincarnated as his wife Joan), a doctor, a clergyman, and a well-known actress. Of course, all the stories also feature Christie’s usual cast of other unique characters, many of whom could just as well figure in one of Miss Marple’s “village parallels,” those seemingly unimportant events summing up her knowledge of life, on which she unfailingly draws in unmasking even the cleverest killer.

Avid Christie readers will doubtlessly, moreover, recognize individual character types, plot snippets, settings and other features here and there; for Dame Agatha was known to draw repeatedly on devices she found to have worked before, and she tended to use her short stories as mini-laboratories for elements later expanded on in novels. Caveat, lector, of premature conclusions, however, for Christie was equally known to throw in a little extra twist in such cases: what is a real clue in one instance may well be a red herring in another and vice versa, and one story’s innocent bystander may easily be the next story’s murderer.

The following are the thirteen problems recounted in this collection:

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Tuesday Night Club: Sir Henry Clithering opens the evening with the case of a woman’s mysterious poisoning by arsenic.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Idol House of Astarte: A man inexplicably dies after a costume party’s nightly excursion to a pagan temple.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon Ingots of Gold: Raymond West tells about a treasure hunt, sunken ships and murder on the Cornish coast.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Bloodstained Pavement: Joyce and the case of a drowned wife in a Cornish watering place called Rathole.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon Motive vs. Opportunity: Mr. Petherick’s tale of a will that mysteriously vanishes from its sealed envelope.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Thumb Mark of St. Peter: Miss Marple’s story how she quashed rumors about the sudden death of her niece Mabel’s husband.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Blue Geranium: Opening the second round of mysteries, Colonel Bantry’s narration about a prophecy involving death and three uncharacteristically blue flowers.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Companion: Two English ladies go on a holiday in Tenerife, but only one returns home alive.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Four Suspects: Sir Henry Clithering’s account of the murder of a retired secret agent.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon A Christmas Tragedy: Having failed to prevent a murder, Miss Marple is all the more eager to unmask the murderer.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Herb of Death: Mrs. Bantry’s gifts as a storyteller, a serving of sage and foxglove, and a charming young girl’s unexpected death.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon The Affair at the Bungalow: Double-dealings, charades and mischief on stage and off, just outside of London.

Quill-Inkpot Review Icon Death by Drowning: A village girl “in trouble” finds a desperate solution – or does she?

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4 thoughts on “Agatha Christie: The Thirteen Problems

  1. stewartry says:

    I always preferred Miss Marple to M Poirot – though part of that is my deep-seated loathing for Hastings. I’m surprised to learn there are only 12 books featuring her!

    (I don’t know if there really isn’t a “like” button on this page, if I’m being blind, or if it’s the way the page is showing up on my laptop, but hopefully the link from the email worked!

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    • ThemisAthena says:

      No worries, the “like” registered! 🙂 Thank you! And I agree. I like Poirot himself a lot, Hastings … could do with a bit less bumbling on occasion (though in the TV series more than in the books, and that’s although I do like Hugh Fraser). But by and large, I think I prefer Miss Marple over Poirot. As did Christie herself, though perhaps that’s also because she never felt compelled to bring her back as frequently as Poirot …

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