Labours Of Hercules By Agatha Christie

No 10 rosholm 41 mansions was on the third and top

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Unformatted text preview: rsdays. And today, most fortunately, is a Thursday. So there need be no delay." Twenty minutes later Hercule Poirot was climbing the stairs of an abscure block of flats tucked away in a little street leading off a more fashionable one. No. 10 Rosholm 41 Sir Joseph Hoggin looked at the little man and grinned. "Sure of yourself, aren't you?" he demanded. "Entirely with reason.33 "Oh well.3' Sir Joseph Hoggin leaned back in his chair. "Pride goes before a fall, you know.35 VI Hercule Poirot, sitting in front of his electric radiator (and feeling a quiet satisfaction in its neat geometrical pattern) was giving instructions to his valet and general factotum. "You understand, Georges ?33 "Perfectly, sir.33 "More probably a flat or maisonette. And it will definitely be within certain limits. South of the Park, east of Kensington Church, west of Knightsbridge Barracks and north of Fulham Road.33 "I understand perfectly, sir.33 Poirot murmured: "A curious little case. There is evidence here of a very definite talent for organisation. And there is, of course, the surprising invisibility of the star performer -40 the Nemean Lion himself, if I may so style him. Yes, an interesting little case. I could wish that I felt more attracted to my client -- but he bears an unfortunate resemblance to a soap manufacturer of Liege who poisoned his wife in order to marry a blonde secretary. One of my early successes.53 George shook his head. He said gravely: "These blondes, sir, they're responsible for a lot of trouble.3' VII It was three days later when the invaluable George said: "This is the address, sir." Hercule Poirot took the piece of paper handed to him. "Excellent, my good Georges. And what day of the week ?" "Thursdays, sir.35 "Thursdays. And today, most fortunately, is a Thursday. So there need be no delay." Twenty minutes later Hercule Poirot was climbing the stairs of an abscure block of flats tucked away in a little street leading off a more fashionable one. No. 10 Rosholm 41 Mansions was on the third and top floor and there was no lift. Poirot toiled upwards round and round the narrow corkscrew staircase. He paused to regain his breath on the top landing and from behind the door of No. 10 a new sound broke the silence — the sharp bark of a dog. Hercule Poirot nodded his head with a slight smile. He pressed the bell of No. 10. The barking redoubled — footsteps came to the door, it was opened ... Miss Amy Camaby fell back, her hand went to her ample breast. "You permit that I enter ?" said Hercule Poirot, and entered without waiting for the reply. There was a sitting-room door open on the right and he walked in. Behind him Miss Camaby followed as though in a dream. The room was very small and much overcrowded. Amongst the furniture a human being could be discovered, an elderly woman lying on a sofa drawn up to the gas fire. As Poirot came in, a Pekinese dog...
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