“To tell you the truth, my friend, I did not care for him. He produced on me an unpleasant impression. And you?

Hercule Poirot was a moment before replying.

“When he passed me in the restaurant,” he said at last, “I had a curious impression. It was as through a wild animal -an animal savage, but savage! you understand- had passed me by.”

“And yet he looked altogether of the most respectable.”

“Précisément! The body -the cage- is everything of the most respectable -but through the bars, wild animal looks out.”

I close the book. How strange this text is to me! It was published in 1934. As I am curious, I searched for the day of death of Agatha Christie. She died eight days after my birthday. Meaningless information for my game!

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