Убийство Роджера Экройда

           "Thatiswhatputcocaineintoherhead,myfriend,"hesaid.

           Iwouldhavecatechizedhimfurther,forIdidnotquiteunderstandhismeaning,butatthatmomentthedooropenedandGeoffreyRaymondwasannounced.

           Hecameinfreshanddebonairasever,andgreetedusboth.

           "Howareyou,doctor?M.Poirot,thisisthesecondtimeI’vebeenherethismorning.Iwasanxioustocatchyou.""PerhapsI’dbetterbeoff,"Isuggestedratherawkwardly.

           "Notonmyaccount,doctor.No,it’sjustthis,"hewenton,seatinghimselfatawaveofinvitationfromPoirot,"I’vegotaconfessiontomake.""Enverite?"saidPoirot,withanairofpoliteinterest.

           "Oh,it’sofnoconsequence,really.But,asamatteroffact,myconsciencehasbeenprickingmeeversinceyesterdayafternoon.Youaccusedusallofkeepingbacksomething,M.Poirot.Ipleadguilty.I’vehadsomethingupmysleeve.""Andwhatisthat,M.Raymond?""AsIsay,it’snothingofconsequence-justthis.Iwasindebt–badly,andthatlegacycameinthenickoftime.Fivehundredpoundsputsmeonmyfeetagainwithalittletospare."Hesmiledatusbothwiththatengagingfranknessthatmadehimsuchalikeableyoungster.

           "Youknowhowitis.Suspicious-lookingpolicemen–don’tliketoadmityouwerehardupformoney–thinkitwilllookbadtothem.