“Yes,” said Caroline firmly.

“Was it all right about the boots?” asked Miss Gannett. “Their being black, I mean?”

“Quite all right,” said Caroline.

“What was the point, do you think?” asked Miss Gannett.

Caroline pursed up her lips, and shook her head with an air of knowing all about it.

“Pung,” said Miss Gannett. “No⁠—Unpung. I suppose that now the doctor’s in with M. Poirot he knows all the secrets?”

“Far from it,” I said.

“James is so modest,” said Caroline. “Ah! A concealed Kong.”

The colonel gave vent to a whistle. For the moment gossip was forgotten.