Now then, my friend, may I offer you a little refreshment?

Your usual whiskey and soda, perhaps?

No thanks, Poirot, a little early in the day.

As you wish, you do not object if I drink a little tizan.

Of course not, though I can never understand what you see. do not

though I can never understand what you see in that disgusting stuff and while I

sip my design there is something I would like you to take a look at

Hastings it came by this morning's post.

Prayd it.

Mr Acuyl Poirot, you fancy yourself, don't you, at solving mysteries that are too difficult for our thick-headed British police?

Let us see how clever you can be.

Perhaps you'll find this not too hard to crack.

Look out for Andover on the 21st of the month.

Yours, A, B, C. We present John Moffat as Erkew Quiro in Agatha Christie's The ABC Murders.

It was the June of 1935. I'd been away in South America for some time and when I came

back to England my first thought was to call on my old friend Erculpouro. He was looking wonderfully well, hardly a day older, that

when I had last seen him. Even his grey hairs seemed to have vanished.

Ah, but you have such a beautifully unsuspicious mind my friend.

Examine this bottle.

Revive it to bring back the natural tone of the hair in five shades Poiroiro you died your hair

that's why you're looking in such fine fettle. I know my friend it is not simply the revived it. It is the constant exercise of the little grey cells.

Just when I fear that time has come to retire and grow the vegetable marrows.

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