Palm for Mrs. Pollifax [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Gilman, Dorothy
  • Author:  Gilman, Dorothy
  • ISBN-10:  0449208648
  • ISBN-10:  0449208648
  • ISBN-13:  9780449208649
  • ISBN-13:  9780449208649
  • Publisher:  Fawcett
  • Publisher:  Fawcett
  • Pages:  192
  • Pages:  192
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-Jan-1985
  • Pub Date:  01-Jan-1985
  • SKU:  0449208648-11-SPLV
  • SKU:  0449208648-11-SPLV
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“Mrs. Pollifax gives Agatha Christie’s Miss Marple a rival to reckon with.”—Toronto Star

“What we are looking for—aside from the stolen Plutonium, Mrs. Pollifax—is evil in its purest form.”


Mrs. Pollifax was leading a very full life: Garden Club, karate, yoga—and a little spying now and then.

This time the mysterious Mr. Carstairs sent her to Switzerland—to a famous health resort where the world’s intelligence agents had gathered.

The mission: to track down a missing package of plutonium. Just enough to make a small atom bomb.

It was a job that suited Mrs. Pollifax’s talents. She was good with people—and good at sniffing out their secrets.

But it was not until she became enchanted with Robin, the young jewel thief, that her new adventure really began. . . .Dorothy Gilman (1923–2012) was the author of 14 Mrs. Pollifax novels, including The Unexpected Mrs. Pollifax, the series debut; Mrs. Pollifax Pursued; Mrs. Pollifax and the Lion Killer; Mrs. Pollifax, Innocent Tourist; and Mrs. Pollifax Unveiled. She was also the author of many other novels, among them Thale’s Folly.One
 
It was morning and Mrs. Pollifax was seated on the floor of her living room, legs crossed beneath her as she tried to sustain the lotus position. She had been practising Yoga for a number of months now. She could almost touch her forehead to her knee, she could roll over backward into a ball, and once—propped up by Miss Hartshorne—she had stood dizzyingly on her head. But she could not manage the lotus position for more than a minute and she had begun to despair of becoming a Contemplative.
 
“I’m too cushiony, I can’t fold,” she sighed, and rued the more than sixty years in which she had sat on cl³%

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