Chapter 22: Ursula’s Story

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌‌​​​​​​⁠For a moment or two the girl looked mutely at Poirot. Then, her reserve breaking down completely, she nodded her head once, and burst into an outburst of sobs.

Caroline pushed past me, and putting her arm round the girl, patted her on the shoulder.

“There, there, my dear,” she said soothingly, “it will be all right. You’ll see—everything will be all right.”

Buried under curiosity and scandal-mongerin