To identify a poison you must be able either to carry out a chemical analysis or observe the poison at work on the victim-most of the major poisons have symptoms peculiar to themselves and follow their own highly idiosyncratic courses. I carry the usual seagoing medical library around with me, but that isn't much help. I'm not in the right frame of mind for riddles, Tadeusz. He was, above all, a civilised man and urbane in the best sense of the word.
He was the only man I'd ever seen wearing pince-nez, and that only for the finest of fine print which, in Goin's line of business, came his way quite often: the pince-nez looked so inevitable that it was unthinkable that he should ever wear any other type of reading aid. He was of medium height, plump without being fat, with a smooth, unlined face. The hair style was slick, but Goin wasn't: he was just plain clever. In one area only did the comparison fall down. And the hair style was typical of the man-everything smooth, calm, unruffled, and totally under control. Not one hair of Goin's black, smooth, centre-parted, brushed-back hair was out of place: had I been told that he eschewed the standard proprietary hairdressing creams in favour of cowhide glue, I would have seen no reason to doubt it. That was about what he lived on.Īny other person entering the dining saloon from the main deck on a night like that would have presented an appearance that would have varied from the wind-blown to the dishevelled. You'll never get to Harley Street talking that way. He helped himself.This makes me an accessory.
You may recall that he left very hurriedly.Ĭonfession noted. He picked up a glass from a rack, timed the wild staggering of the Morning Rose to walk quickly and surely to the scat on my right, picked up the Black Label and said:May l?
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