He sprang up at my entrance.
"What is it?" I asked solicitously. "You are not ill, I trust?"
"No, no, not ill. But I decide an affair of great moment."
"Whether to catch the criminal or not?" I asked facetiously.
But, to my great surprise, Poirot nodded gravely.
" 'To speak or not to speak,' as your so great Shakespeare says,
'that is the question.' "
I did not trouble to correct the quotation.
"You are not serious, Poirot?"
"I am of the most serious. For the most serious of all things
hangs in the balance."
"And that is?"
"A woman's happiness, mon ami," he said gravely.
I did not quite know what to say.
"The moment has come," said Poirot thoughtfully, "and I do not
know what to do. For, see you, it is a big stake for which I
play. No one but I, Hercule Poirot, would attempt it!" And he
tapped himself proudly on the breast.
After pausing a few minutes respectfully, so as not to spoil his
effect, I gave him Lawrence's message.
"Aha!" he cried. "So he has found the extra coffee-cup.
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