"You shouldn't shoot people", said Lord Caterham in a tone of mild remonstrance. "You shouldn't really. I daresay some of them richly deserve it- but all the same it will lead to trouble." 
 Maybe it was the plot, maybe it was my reading slump, but I wasn't really invested in the story. And when, finally, the murderer was revealed I felt quite disappointed; Christie doesn't supply the reader with enough clues, so the big reveal seems rushed and out of place. 
 On the other hand, her writing is, as always, extremely witty and although a modern reader could condemn her offensive comments and prejudice against the Jews or the Russians, we shouldn't forget that Christie was a woman of her time, and such misconceptions were the norm among her class. After all, Christie criticizes the stuck-up English society even more, by creating quirky and lovable, yet laughable characters, such as Lord Caterham, Lady Coote and MacDonald, the gardener. 
 Be as it may, I have strong suspicions that Lord Caterham is my spirit animal. 
 "It's not death," said Bundle. "It's marriage." 
 "Very nearly as bad," said Lord Caterham.