Chapter 23: Poirot’s Little Reunion

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌​‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​​​​‌​​​​‌⁠“And now,” said Caroline, rising, “that child is coming upstairs to lie down. Don’t you worry, my dear. M. Poirot will do everything he can for you—be sure of that.”

“I ought to go back to Fernly,” said Ursula uncertainly.

But Caroline silenced her protests with a firm hand.

“Nonsense. You’re in my hands for the time being. You’ll stay here for the present, anyway—eh, M. Poirot?”

“It will be the best