A New Theory
“Monsieur Poirot wants to see you, sir.”
“Damn the fellow!” said Van Aldin.
Knighton remained sympathetically silent.
Van Aldin got up from his chair and paced up and down.
“I suppose you have seen the cursed newspapers this morning?”
“I have glanced at them, sir.”
“Still at it hammer and tongs?”
“I am afraid so, sir.”
The millionaire sat down again and pressed his hand to his forehead.