The Adventure of Johnnie Waverly
'You can understand the feelings of a mother,' said Mrs Waverly for perhaps the sixth time.
She looked appealingly at Poirot. My little friend, always sympathetic to motherhood in distress, gesticulated reassuringly.
'But yes, but yes, I comprehend perfectly. Have faith in Papa Poirot.'
'The police - ' began Mr Waverly.
His wife waved the interruption aside.
'I won't have anything more to do with the police. We trusted to them and look what happened! But I'd heard so much of M. Poirot and the wonderful things he'd done, that I felt he might possibly be able to help us. A mother's feelings -'
Poirot hastily stemmed the reiteration with an eloquent gesture.
Mrs Waverly's emotion was obviously genuine, but it assorted strangely with her shrewd, rather
