“If you can’t tell me the truth, that is the end of it.”

“But, guv’nor⁠—”

“You did go into the room⁠—you did know your master was dead; and you were just preparing to make a bolt of it when the good Betsy made her terrible discovery.”

The man stared at Poirot with a dropped jaw.

“Come now, is it not so? I tell you solemnly⁠—on my word of honour⁠—that to be frank now is your only chance.”