日期：2024-12-31 Six I Midge Hardcastle came downstairs about eleven on Saturday morning. She had had breakfast in bed and had read a book and dozed a little and then got up. It was nice lazing this way. About time she had a holiday! No doubt about it, Madame Alfreg... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 II The pudding was burnt. Christow raised his eyebrows over it and Gerda hurried into apologies. Im sorry, dear. I cant think why that should happen. Its my fault. Give me the top and you take the underneath. The pudding was burnt because he, John C... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 Five I In the dining room the child Terry made another scientific statement. Lead salts are more soluble in cold water than hot. If you add potassium iodide you get a yellow precipitate of lead iodide. He looked expectantly at his mother but without... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 Four In the dining room of the flat above the consulting room Gerda Christow was staring at a joint of mutton. Should she or should she not send it back to the kitchen to be kept warm? If John was going to be much longer it would be coldcongealed, a... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 Three John Christow sat in his consulting room, seeing his last patient but one for that morning. His eyes, sympathetic and encouraging, watched her as she describedexplainedwent into details. Now and then he nodded his head, understandingly. He ask... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 Two Henrietta Savernake rolled up a little strip of clay and patted it into place. She was building up the clay head of a girl with swift practised skill. In her ears, but penetrating only to the edge of her understanding, was the thin whine of a sl... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-31 One At six thirteen a.m. on a Friday morning Lucy Angkatells big blue eyes opened upon another day and, as always, she was at once wide awake and began immediately to deal with the problems conjured up by her incredibly active mind. Feeling urgently... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Five AFTERMATH In the silence that followeda horrified, appalled silence, the sunset slowly flickered away, the last gleam left the window where it had rested on the dark head and pale furs of the woman sitting there. Elsa Dittisham moved and spoke.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Four TRUTH Slowly, Angela Warren swung round. Her eyes, hard and contemptuous, ranged over the faces turned towards her. She said: Youre blind foolsall of you. Dont you know that if I had done it I would have confessed! Id never have let Caroline su... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Two POIROT ASKS FIVE QUESTIONS I Well, Mr. Poirot? Philip Blakes tone was impatient. Poirot said: I have to thank you for your admirable and lucid account of the Crale tragedy. Philip Blake looked rather self-conscious. Very kind of you, he murmured... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Three RECONSTRUCTION The afternoon sun shone into the laboratory at Handcross Manor. Some easy chairs and a settee had been brought into the room, but they served more to emphasize its forlorn aspect than to furnish it. Slightly embarrassed, pulling... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 BOOK THREE One CONCLUSIONS Carla Lemarchant looked up. Her eyes were full of fatigue and pain. She pushed back the hair from her forehead in a tired gesture. She said: Its so bewildering all this. She touched the pile of manuscripts. Because the ang... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Narrative of Angela Warren Dear Mr. Poirot, I am keeping my promise to you and have written down all I can remember of that terrible time sixteen years ago. But it was not until I started that I realized how very little I did remember. Until the thi... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Narrative of Cecilia Williams Dear Mr. Poirot, I am sending you an account of those events in September, 19actually witnessed by myself. I have been absolutely frank and have kept nothing back. You may show it to Carla Crale. It may pain her, but I... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Narrative of Lady Dittisham I have set down here the full story of my meeting with Amyas Crale, up to the time of his tragic death. I saw him first at a studio party. He was standing, I remember, by a window, and I saw him as I came in at the door.... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Narrative of Meredith Blake Dear Mr. Poirot, As I promised you, I have set down in writing an account of all I can remember relating to the tragic events that happened sixteen years ago. First of all I would like to say that I have thought over care... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 BOOK TWO Narrative of Philip Blake (Covering letter received with manuscript) Dear Mr. Poirot, I am fulfilling my promise and herewith find enclosed an account of the events relating to the death of Amyas Crale. After such a lapse of time I am bound... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Ten THIS LITTLE PIG CRIED WEE WEE WEE Angela Warrens flat overlooked Regents Park. Here, on this spring day, a soft air wafted in through the open window and one might have had the illusion that one was in the country if it had not been for the stea... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Nine THIS LITTLE PIG HAD NONE May I ask why, Mr. Poirot? Hercule Poirot considered his answer to the question. He was aware of a pair of very shrewd grey eyes watching him out of the small wizened face. He had climbed to the top floor of the bare bu... 阅读全文>>

日期：2024-12-17 Eight THIS LITTLE PIG HAD ROAST BEEF The house in Brook Street had Darwin tulips in the window boxes. Inside the hall a great vase of white lilac sent eddies of perfume towards the open front door. A middle-aged butler relieved Poirot of his hat and... 阅读全文>>