Chapter 17: Parker

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​​‌‌⁠It occurred to me the next morning that under the exhilaration produced by Tin-ho, or the Perfect Winning, I might have been slightly indiscreet. True, Poirot had not asked me to keep the discovery of the ring to myself. On the other hand, he had said nothing about it whilst at Fernly, and as far as I knew, I was the only person aware that it had been found. I felt distinctly guilty. The fact was