Contents ( 46)
- THE LABOURS OF HERCULES
- AGATHA CHRISTIE
- ETOBICOKE
- EDMUND CORK
- OF HERCULE POIROT I AM
- DEDICATED
- FOREWORD
- THE NEMEAN LION
- VIII
- THE LERNEAN HYDRA
- I 95
- THE ARCADIAN DEER
- VIII
- THE ERYMANTHIAN BOAR
- THE AUGEAN STABLES
- VIII
- THE STYMPHALEAN BIRDS
- VIII
- THE CRETAN BULL
- THE HORSES OF DIOMEDES
- THE GIRDLE OF HYPPOLITA
- THE FLOCK OF GERYON
- THE APPLES OF THE HESPERIDES
- ERCULE POIROT looked
- VIII
- THE CAPTURE OF CERBERUS
- AGATHA CHRISTIE
- LORD EDGWARE DIES
- MURDER IN MESOPOTAMIA
- THE THIRTEEN PROBLEMS
- A CARIBBEAN MYSTERY
- POCKET FULL OF RYE
- THE BODY IN THE LIBRARY
- DEAD MAN'S FOLLY
- THE MIRROR CRACK'D FROM SIDE TO SIDE
- THEY DO IT WITH MIRRORS
- DEATH IN THE CLOUDS
- ORDEAL BY INNOCENCE
- DEATH ON THE NILE
- DUMB WITNESS
- THE SITTAFORD MYSTERY
- THE BIG FOUR
- APPOINTMENT WITH DEATH
- NEMESIS
- THE MURDER ON THE LINKS
- SLEEPING MURDER
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but he didn't actually see him pass the
stuff. When Varesco left we picked him
up — the stones weren't on him. We raided
the club, rounded up everybody! Result,
no stones, no dope!"
"A fiasco, in fact?"
Japp winced. "You're telling me! Might
have got in a bit of a jam, but luckily in the
round up we got Peverel (you know, the
Battersea murderer). Pure luck, he was
supposed to have got away to Scotland.
One of our smart sergeants spotted him
from his photos. So all's well that ends
well — kudos for us — terrific boost for
the club — it's been more packed than ever
since!"
Poirot said:
"But it does not advance the dope
inquiry. There is, perhaps, a place of
concealment on the premises ?"
"Must be. But we couldn't find it. Went
over the place with a toothcomb. And
between you and me, there's been an
unofficial search as well — " he winked.
"Strictly on the QT. Spot of breaking and
entering. Not a success, our 'unofficial'
man nearly got torn to pieces by that ruddy
great dog! It sleeps on the premises."
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"Aha, Cerberus ?"
"Yes. Silly name for a dog --to call it
after a packet of salt."
"Cerberus," murmured Poirot thoughtfully.
"Suppose you try your hand at it, Poirot," suggested Japp. "It's a pretty problem and worth doing. I hate the drug
racket, destroys people body and soul.
That really is Hell if you like!"
Poirot murmured meditatively: "It
would round off things--yes. Do you
know what the twelfth labour of Hercules
was ?"
"No idea."
^The Capture of Cerberus. It is appropriate,
is it not ?"
"Don't know what you're talking about, old man, but remember: ^Dog eats Man9 is news." And Japp leaned back roaring
with laughter.
"I wish to speak to you with the utmost
seriousness," said Poirot.
The hour was early, the Club as yet
nearly empty. The Countess and Poirot
sat at a small table near the doorway.
"But I do not feel serious," she pro445
tested. "La petite Alice, she is always
serious and, entre nous, I find it very
boring. My poor Niki, what fun will he
have? None.39
"I entertain for you much affection,39 continued Poirot steadily. "And I do not want to see you in what is called the jam.99
"But it is absurd what you say there!
I am on top of the world, the money it rolls
in!99
"You own this place ?99
The Countess's eye became slightly
evasive.
"Certainly,99 she replied.
"But you have a partner ?99
"Who told you that ?99 asked the Countess
sharply.
"Is your partner Paul Varesco ?99
"Oh! Paul Varesco! What an idea!99
"He has a bad --a criminal record. Do
you realise that you have criminals frequenting
this place ?99
The Countess burst out laughing.
"There speaks the bon bourgeois\ Naturally
I realise! Do you not see that that
is half the attraction of this place ? These