By Agatha Christie
Rex Fortescue, king of a monetary empire, used to be sipping tea in his “counting house” whilst he suffered an agonizing and unexpected dying. On later inspection, the wallet of the deceased have been chanced on to include lines of cereals.
Yet, it was once the incident within the parlor which proven pass over Marple’s suspicion that right here she was once taking a look at a case of crime via rhyme. . . .
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Whatever they do, they will have followers. ” I cried, for at this moment there came the pattering of many steps in the hall and on the stairs, accompanied by audible expressions of disgust upon the part of our landlady. “It’s the Baker Street division of the detective police force,” said my companion gravely; and as he spoke there rushed into the room half a dozen of the dirtiest and most ragged street Arabs that ever I clapped eyes on. ” cried Holmes, in a sharp tone, and the six dirty little scoundrels stood in a line like so many disreputable statuettes.
This begins to look genuine, I thought, and having seen her safely inside, I perched myself behind. That’s an art which every detective should be an expert at. Well, away we rattled, and never drew rein until we reached the street in question. I hopped off before we came to the door, and strolled down the street in an easy, lounging way. I saw the cab pull up. The driver jumped down, and I saw him open the door and stand expectantly. Nothing came out though. When I reached him, he was groping about frantically in the empty cab, and giving vent to the finest assorted collection of oaths that ever I listened to.
What happened then I do not know. I heard oaths and the confused sounds of a scuffle. I was too terrified to raise my head. When I did look up I saw Arthur standing in the doorway laughing, with a stick in his hand. “I don’t think that fine fellow will trouble us again,” he said. ” With those words he took his hat and started off down the street. The next morning we heard of Mr. ’ “This statement came from Mrs. Charpentier’s lips with many gasps and pauses. At times she spoke so low that I could hardly catch the words.