“Hold your fire, Summerhaye,” he remarked jocularly. “Me and Moosier here have met before⁠—and there’s no man’s judgment I’d sooner take than his. If I’m not greatly mistaken, he’s got something up his sleeve. Isn’t that so, moosier?”

Poirot smiled.

“I have drawn certain conclusions⁠—yes.”

Summerhaye was still looking rather sceptical, but Japp continued his scrutiny of Poirot.