24-08-05 Twenty-Six Race found him still sitting there. Well, Poirot, what about it? Penningtons due in ten minutes. Im leaving this in your hands. Poirot rose quickly to his feet. First, get hold of young Fanthorp. Fanthorp? Race looked surprised. Yes. Brin...

24-08-05 Twenty-Five Mr. Pennington was shocked. Mr. Pennington could hardly believe it. Why, gentlemen, he said, this is a very serious matter. Very serious indeed. Extremely serious for you, Mr. Pennington. For me? Penningtons eyebrows rose in startled sur...

24-08-05 Twenty-Four Miss Bowers came out of Dr. Bessners cabin, smoothing her cuffs over her wrists. Jacqueline left Cornelia abruptly and accosted the hospital nurse. How is he? she demanded. Poirot came up in time to hear the answer. Miss Bowers was looki...

24-08-05 Twenty-Three The body of the dead woman, who in life had been Louise Bourget, lay on the floor of her cabin. The two men bent over it. Race straightened himself first. Been dead close on an hour, I should say. Well get Bessner on to it. Stabbed to t...

24-08-05 Twenty-Two Colonel Race swore hastily. This damned case gets more and more involved. He picked up the pearls. I suppose youvenot made a mistake? They look all right to me. They are a very good imitationyes. Now where does that lead us? I suppose Lin...

24-08-05 Twenty-One If Miss Bowers had been the kind of woman who enjoyed creating a sensation, she would havebeen richly repaid by the result of her action. A look of utter astonishment passed over Colonel Races face as he picked up the pearls fromthe table...

24-08-05 Twenty People crept into the dining saloon by ones and twos in a very subdued manner. There seemed ageneral feeling that to sit down eagerly to food displayed an unfortunate heartlessness. It was withan almost apologetic air that one passenger after...

24-08-05 Nineteen There was a tap on the door. Come in, Race called. A steward entered. Excuse me, sir, he said to Poirot, but Mr. Doyle is asking for you. I will come. Poirot rose. He went out of the room and up the companion-way to the promenade deck andal...

24-08-05 Eighteen Andrew Pennington displayed all the conventional reactions of grief and shock. He was, as usual,carefully dressed. He had changed into a black tie. His long clean-shaven face bore a bewilderedexpression. Gentlemen, he said sadly, this busin...

24-08-05 Seventeen Colonel Race glanced curiously at his colleague. He respectedhe had reason to respectthebrain of Hercule Poirot. Yet for the moment he did not follow the others process of thought. Heasked no question, however. He seldom did ask questions....