Poirot continued in the same slow, grave voice:
The Andover police believe they can put their hand on the man who did it
I felt a second throb of disappointment.
It seems the woman was on bad terms[48] with her husband. He drinks and is by way of being[49] rather a nasty customer. Hes threatened to take her life more than once.
Nevertheless, continued Poirot, in view of what has happened, the police there would like to have another look at the anonymous letter I received. I have said that you and I will go down to Andover at once.
My spirits revived a little. After all, sordid as this crime seemed to be, it was a crime, and it was a long time since I had had any association with crime and criminals.
I hardly listened to the next words Poirot said. But they were to come back to me with significance later.
This is the beginning, said Hercule Poirot.
Chapter 4
Mrs Ascher
We were received at Andover by Inspector Glen, a tall fair-haired man with a pleasant smile.
For the sake of conciseness[50] I think I had better give a brief résumé of the bare facts of the case.
The crime was discovered by Police Constable Dover at 1 a.m. on the morning of the 22nd. When on his round he tried the door of the shop and found it unfastened, he entered and at first thought the place was empty. Directing his torch over the counter, however, he caught sight of the huddled-up body of the old woman. When the police surgeon[51] arrived on the spot it was elicited that the woman had been struck down by a heavy blow on the back of the head, probably while she was reaching down a packet of cigarettes from the shelf behind the counter. Death must have occurred about nine to seven hours previously.
But weve been able to get it down[52] a bit nearer than that, explained the inspector. Weve found a man who went in and bought some tobacco at 5.30. And a second man went in and found the shop empty, as he thought, at five minutes past six. That puts the time at between 5.30 and 6.50. So far I havent been able to find anyone who saw this man Ascher in the neighbourhood, but, of course, its early as yet. He was in the Three Crowns at nine oclock pretty far gone in drink. When we get hold of him hell be detained on suspicion.
Not a very desirable character, inspector? asked Poirot.
Unpleasant bit of goods[53].
He didnt live with his wife?
No, they separated some years ago. Aschers a German. He was a waiter at one time, but he took to drink and gradually became unemployable. His wife went into service for a bit. Her last place was as cook-housekeeper to an old lady, Miss Rose. She allowed her husband so much out of her wages to keep himself, but he was always getting drunk and coming round and making scenes at the places where she was employed. Thats why she took the post with Miss Rose at The Grange. Its three miles out of Andover, dead in the country. He couldnt get at her there so well. When Miss Rose died, she left Mrs Ascher a small legacy, and the woman started this tobacco and newsagent businessquite a tiny placejust cheap cigarettes and a few newspapersthat sort of thing. She just about managed to keep going[54]. Ascher used to come round and abuse her now and again and she used to give him a bit to get rid of[55] him. She allowed him fifteen shillings a week regular.
Had they any children? asked Poirot.
No. Theres a niece. Shes in service near Overton. Very superior, steady young woman.
And you say this man Ascher used to threaten his wife?
Thats right. He was a terror when he was in drinkcursing and swearing that hed bash her head in. She had a hard time, did Mrs Ascher.
What age of woman was she?
Close on sixtyrespectable and hard-working.
Poirot said gravely:
It is your opinion, inspector, that this man Ascher committed the crime?
The inspector coughed cautiously.
Its a bit early to say that, Mr Poirot, but Id like to hear Franz Aschers own account of how he spent yesterday evening. If he can give a satisfactory account of himself, well and goodif not
His pause was a pregnant one.
Nothing was missing from the shop?
Nothing. Money in the till quite undisturbed. No signs of robbery.
You think that this man Ascher came into the shop drunk, started abusing his wife and finally struck her down?
It seems the most likely solution. But I must confess, sir, Id like to have another look at that very odd letter you received. I was wondering if it was just possible that it came from this man Ascher.
Poirot handed over the letter and the inspector read it with a frown.
It doesnt read like Ascher, he said at last. I doubt if Ascher would use the term our British policenot unless he was trying to be extra cunningand I doubt if hes got the wits for that. Then the mans a wreckall to pieces. His hands too shaky to print letters clearly like this. Its good quality notepaper and ink, too. Its odd that the letter should mention the 21st of the month. Of course it might be coincidence.
That is possibleyes.
But I dont like this kind of coincidence, Mr Poirot. Its a bit too pat.
He was silent for a minute or twoa frown creasing his forehead.