Destination Unknown
Mademoiselle Jeanne Maricot: a brunette dyed blonde, with a plain but excitingly made-up face. She had no interest whatever in the other occupants of the room whom she dismissed contemptuously in her mind. She was contemplating an important change in her sex life.
Then with long graceful steps Mademoiselle Maricot walked out of the small salon and out of the story.
This humorous authorial quip is reminiscent of Laurence Sterne’s Tristram Shandy, and just as startlingly strange. There is not another passage in Christie like this.
