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Swan Song
Swan Song
Swan Song
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Swan Song

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The prestigious soprano Paula Nazorkoff is hired for a private performance of Madam Butterfly. Nazorkoff accepts but, with one unavoidable condition: the opera must be Tosca. While the staging is taking place in Lady Rustonbury's castle, an accident occurs. One of the protagonists of the opera is killed and only diving into the past the truth will emerge.
LanguageEnglish
PublisherMB Cooltura
Release dateOct 31, 2023
ISBN9789877448856
Swan Song
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Agatha Christie

Agatha Christie is the most widely published author of all time, outsold only by the Bible and Shakespeare. Her books have sold more than a billion copies in English and another billion in a hundred foreign languages. She died in 1976, after a prolific career spanning six decades.

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    Swan Song - Agatha Christie

    Chapter 1

    It was eleven o’clock on a May morning in London. Mr. Cowan was looking out of the window, behind him was the somewhat ornate splendour of a sitting room in a suite at the Ritz Hotel. The suite in question had been reserved for Madame Paula Nazorkoff, the famous operatic star, who had just arrived in London. Mr. Cowan, who was Madame’s principal man of business, was awaiting an interview with the lady. He turned his head suddenly as the door opened, but it was only Miss Read, Madame Nazorkoff s secretary, a pale girl with an efficient manner.

    Oh, so it’s you, my dear, said Mr. Cowan. Madame not up yet, eh?

    Miss Read shook her head.

    She told me to come round at ten o’clock, M.r Cowan said. I have been waiting an hour.

    He displayed neither resentment nor surprise. Mr. Cowan was indeed accustomed to the vagaries of the artistic temperament. He was a tall man, clean-shaven, with a frame rather too well covered, and clothes that were rather too faultless. His hair was very black and shining, and his teeth were aggressively white. When he spoke, he had a way of slurring his s’s which was not quite a lisp, but came perilously near to it. At that minute a door at the other side of the room opened, and a trim French gift hurried through.

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