The Code of the Woosters (1)

by P.G. Wodehouse

I mean, imagine how some unfortunate Master Criminal would feel, on coming down to do a murder at the old Grange, if he found that not only was Sherlock Holmes putting in the week-end there, but Hercule Poirot, as well.

He paused, and swallowed convulsively, like a Pekingese taking a pill.