Lord Edgware Dies

‘The first question we have already discussed. Why did Lord Edgware change his mind on the subject of divorce? One or two ideas suggest themselves to me on that subject. One of them you know.

‘The second question I ask myself is What happened to that letter? To whose interest was it that Lord Edgware and his wife should continue to be tied together?

‘Three, What was the meaning of the expression on his face that you saw when you looked back yesterday morning on leaving the library? Have you any answer to that, Hastings?’

I shook my head.

‘I can’t understand it.’

‘You are sure that you didn’t imagine it? Sometimes, Hastings, you have the imagination un peu vif.’

‘No, no.’ I shook my head vigorously. ‘I’m quite sure I wasn’t mistaken.’

‘Bien. Then it is a fact to be explained. My fourth question concerns those pince-nez. Neither Jane Wilkinson nor Carlotta Adams wore glasses. What, then, are the glasses doing in Carlotta Adams’ bag?

‘And for my fifth question. Why did someone telephone to find out if Jane Wilkinson were at Chiswick and who was it?

‘Those, my friend, are the questions with which I am tormenting myself. If I could answer those, I should feel happier in my mind. If I could even evolve a theory that explained them satisfactorily, my amour propre would not suffer so much.’

‘There are several other questions,’ I said.

‘Such as?’

‘Who incited Carlotta Adams to this hoax? Where was she that evening before and after ten o’clock? Who is D who gave her the golden box?’

‘Those questions are self-evident,’ said Poirot. ‘There is no subtlety about them. They are simply things we do not know. They are questions of fact. We may get to know them any minute. My questions, mon ami, are psychological. The little grey cells of the brain—’

‘Poirot,’ I said desperately. I felt that I must stop him at all costs. I could not bear to hear it all over again. ‘You spoke of making a visit tonight?’

Poirot looked at his watch.

‘True,’ he said. ‘I will telephone and find out if it is convenient.’

He went away and returned a few minutes later.

‘Come,’ he said. ‘All is well.’

‘Where are we going?’ I asked.

‘To the house of Sir Montagu Corner at Chiswick. I would like to know a little more about that telephone call.’

Chapter 15

Sir Montagu Corner

It was about ten o’clock when we reached Sir Montagu Corner’s house on the river at Chiswick. It was a big house standing back in its own grounds. We were admitted into a beautifully-panelled hall. On our right, through an open door, we saw the dining-room with its long polished table lit with candles.

‘Will you come this way, please?’

The butler led the way up a broad staircase and into a long room on the first floor overlooking the river.

‘M. Hercule Poirot,’ announced the butler.

It was a beautifully-proportioned room, and had an old-world air with its carefully-shaded dim lamps. In one corner of the room was a bridge table, set near the open window, and round it sat four people. As we entered the room one of the four rose and came towards us.

‘It is a great pleasure to make your acquaintance, M. Poirot.’

I looked with some interest at Sir Montagu Corner. He had a distinctly Jewish cast of countenance, very small intelligent black eyes and a carefully-arranged toupee. He was a short man—five foot eight at most, I should say. His manner was affected to the last degree.

‘Let me introduce you. Mr and Mrs Widburn.’

‘We’ve met before,’ said Mrs Widburn brightly.

‘And Mr Ross.’

Ross was a young fellow of about twenty-two with a pleasant face and fair hair.

‘I disturb your game. A million apologies,’ said Poirot.

‘Not at all. We have not started. We were commencing to deal the cards only. Some coffee, M. Poirot?’

Poirot declined but accepted an offer of old brandy. It was brought us in immense goblets.

As we sipped it, Sir Montagu discoursed.

He spoke of Japanese prints, of Chinese lacquer, of Persian carpets, of the French Impressionists, of modern music and of the theories of Einstein.

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