Chapter 11 – The MotiveI was dumbfounded.I turned on Poirot.'Is this what you meant?''Yes, mon ami. This morning-I knew.''Ho...
Chapter 10 – Nick's SecretIt was daylight when I awoke.Poirot was still sitting where he had been the night before. His attitude was the sam...
Chapter 9 – A. to J.I doubt if I shall ever forget the night that followed. Poirot was a prey to such an agony of self-reproach that I was reall...
Chapter 8 – The Fatal ShawlI suppose it was not more than forty seconds that we stood there, frozen with horror, unable to move, but it seemed l...
Chapter 7 – TragedyThe first person we saw when we arrived at End House that evening was Nick. She was dancing about the hall wrapped in a marve...
Chapter 6 – A Call Upon Mr VysePoirot clung firmly to the Continental breakfast. To see me consuming eggs and bacon upset and distressed him-so ...
Chapter 5 – Mr and Mrs CroftThere was dancing that evening at the hotel. Nick Buckley dined there with her friends and waved a gay greeting to u...
Chapter 4 – There Must Be Something!'Poirot,' I said, as soon as we were out upon the road. 'There is one thing I think you ought to...
Chapter 3 – Accidents?It was from that moment that the conversation took on a different tone. Up to now, Poirot and the girl had been at cross-p...
Chapter 2 – End House'Poirot,' I said. 'I have been thinking.''An admirable exercise, my friend. Continue it.'We were si...