Hercule Poirot 3-Book Collection 1: The Mysterious Affair at Styles, The Murder on the Links, Poirot Investigates. Agatha Christie

indeed,’ said Cynthia. ‘Somebody might accept you next time. Good-bye, you’ve cheered me up very much.’

      And, with a final uncontrollable burst of merriment, she vanished through the trees.

      Thinking over the interview, it struck me as being profoundly unsatisfactory.

      It occurred to me suddenly that I would go down to the village, and look up Bauerstein. Somebody ought to be keeping an eye on the fellow. At the same time, it would be wise to allay any suspicions he might have as to his being suspected. I remembered how Poirot had relied on my diplomacy. Accordingly, I went to the little house with the ‘Apartments’ card inserted in the window, where I knew he lodged, and tapped on the door.

      An old woman came and opened it.

      ‘Good afternoon,’ I said pleasantly. ‘Is Dr Bauerstein in?’