The Mysterious Affair at Styles (Hercule Poirot, #1)

by Agatha Christie

Where can he hide this terrible slip of paper?

“No one would think of looking there,” Poirot

You rushed down to Styles,

would lead me to the hiding-place.

when did you first begin to suspect

“I don’t quite see why they tried to fix the blame

“I think you have explained everything.

“We must congratulate

you, is it not so?”