Today morning when I was enjoying my breakfast, my well trained servant, George, had informed me a young lady wished to meet me. I, Hercule Poirot, usually do not see people at that hour, but after I saw George’s expression and observe the way he talked, I decided the let the visitor in. She does not tell me her name and she just stood there, looking very nervous and refuse to sit down, I could tell she needs help but she just refused to say. When I was trying to calm her down, she suddenly blurted out that I am too old and I cannot help her! She turned abruptly and blundered out of the room.
Not long after she left, the telephone rang, it was my friend, Mrs Oliver. I told her everything that happens and i described the young lady as she demanded to know. Mrs Oliver immediately remembered she had met the person before during her new book celebration party, with her father.Her name is Norma. I told her to help me contacting them and other people. Mrs Oliver called them and with her superb ability of using words, she had convinced them to meet me.
Reply from: Mrs Oliver
ReplyDeleteYes and do not forget to be there on time! Called me once you find out anything as you know, I am writing books and I need ideas!