The Big Four - Christie Agatha - Страница 40

He handed me a newspaper in which a paragraph was marked. It reported the death, by suicide, of Li Chang Yen, who had engineered the recent revolution which had failed so disastrously.

"My great opponent," said Poirot gravely. "It was fated that he and I should never meet in the flesh. When he received the news of the disaster here, he took the simplest way out. A great brain, my friend, a great brain. But I wish I had seen the face of the man who was Number Four… Supposing that, after all-but I romance.

He is dead. Yes, mon ami, together we have faced and routed the Big Four; and now you will return to your charming wife, and I-I shall retire. The great case of my life is over. Anything else will seem tame after this. No, I shall retire. Possibly I shall grow vegetable marrows! I might even marry and range myself!"

He laughed heartily at the idea, but with a touch of embarrassment. I hope… small men always admire big, flamboyant women-"Marry and range myself," he said again. "Who knows?"