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Chapter 22 – The End of the Story'You want me to explain?'Poirot looked round with a gratified smile and the air of mock humility I knew...

I have met people who enjoy a channel crossing; men who can sit calmly in their deck-chairs and, on arrival, wait until the boat is moored, then gathe...

Fortunately the train had stopped near a station. A short walk brought us to a garage where we were able to obtain a car, and half an hour later we we...

The inspector drew a key from his pocket and unlocked the door of Granite Bungalow. The day had been fine and dry, so our feet were not likely to leav...

Personally, I don't think that, even when a jury had acquitted Robert Grant, alias Biggs, of the murder of Jonathan Whalley, Inspector Meadows was...

That was all that could be elicited from Mrs. Halliday. We hurried back to London, and the following day saw us en route for the Continent. With rathe...

On the night of his release, Halliday slept in the room next to ours at the hotel, and all night long I heard him moaning and protesting in his sleep....

After our adventure in the villa at Passy we returned post haste to London. Several letters were awaiting Poirot. He read one of them with a curious s...

It was all very well for Poirot to say that we were acquiring information all the time and gaining an insight into our adversaries' minds—I ...

The Scotland Yard Inspector was, indeed, waiting on the platform, and greeted us warmly."Well, Moosior Poirot, this is good. Thought you'd li...