The telephone bell rang sharply. I went out into the hall, and took off the receiver.
“What?” I said. “Yes. Dr. Sheppard speaking.”
I listened for a minute or two, then replied briefly. Replacing the receiver, I went back into the drawing room.
“Poirot,” I said, “they have detained a man at Liverpool. His name is Charles Kent, and he is believed to be the stranger who visited Fernly that night. They want me to go to Liverpool at once and identify him.”