“Yes. Well, I’ve a pretty shrewd idea where he is.”

We all stopped to stare at her.

“This is very interesting, Miss Caroline,” said Colonel Carter. “All your own idea, eh?”

“Well, not exactly. I’ll tell you about it. You know that big map of the county we have in the hall?”

We all said yes.

“As M. Poirot was going out the other day, he stopped and looked at it, and he made some remark⁠—I can’t remember exactly what it was. Something about Cranchester being the only big town anywhere near us⁠—which is true, of course. But after he had gone⁠—it came to me suddenly.”

“What came to you?”

“His meaning. Of course Ralph is in Cranchester.”