Poirot's Early Cases
Poirot's Early Cases
“He was a big man with a lean, cadaverous face. His aspect was usually somewhat grim but when, as now, the rugged features softened into a smile, there was something very attractive about him.
John Harrison loved his garden, and it had never looked better than it did on this August evening, summery and languorous. The rambler roses were still beautiful; sweet peas scented the air.
A well-known creaking sound made Harrison turn his head sharply. Who was coming in through the garden gate? In anoth...er minute, an expression of utter astonishment came over his face, for the dandified figure coming up the path was the last he expected to see in this part of the world.
‘By all that’s wonderful,’ cried Harrison. ‘Monsieur Poirot!’ It was, indeed, the famous Hercule Poirot whose renown as a detective had spread over the whole world.
‘Yes,’ he said, ‘it is. You said to me once: “If you are ever in this part of the world, come and see me.” I take you at your word.MoreLess
John Harrison loved his garden, and it had never looked better than it did on this August evening, summery and languorous. The rambler roses were still beautiful; sweet peas scented the air.
A well-known creaking sound made Harrison turn his head sharply. Who was coming in through the garden gate? In anoth...er minute, an expression of utter astonishment came over his face, for the dandified figure coming up the path was the last he expected to see in this part of the world.
‘By all that’s wonderful,’ cried Harrison. ‘Monsieur Poirot!’ It was, indeed, the famous Hercule Poirot whose renown as a detective had spread over the whole world.
‘Yes,’ he said, ‘it is. You said to me once: “If you are ever in this part of the world, come and see me.” I take you at your word.MoreLess
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