being in any way associated with a failure, when on July 25th it was suddenly revived.
I had not seen Poirot for a couple of days as I had been away in Yorkshire for the weekend. I arrived back on Monday afternoon and the letter came by the six oâclock post. I remember the sudden, sharp intake of breath that Poirot gave as he slit open that particular envelope.
âIt has come,â he said.
I stared at himânot understanding.
âWhat has come?â
âThe second chapter of the A B C business.â
For a minute I looked at him uncomprehendingly. The matter had really passed from my memory.
âRead,â said Poirot and passed me over the letter.
As before, it was printed on good-quality paper.
Dear Mr. Poirot,âWell, what about it? First game to me, I think. The Andover business went with a swing, didnât it?
But the funâs only just beginning. Let me draw your attention to Bexhill-on-Sea. Date, the 25th inst.
What a merry time we are having! Yours etc.
A B C
âGood God, Poirot,â I cried. âDoes this mean that this fiend is going to attempt another crime?â
âNaturally, Hastings. What else did you expect? Did you think that the Andover business was an isolated case? Do you not remember my saying: âThis is the beginningâ?â
âBut this is horrible!â
âYes, it is horrible.â
âWeâre up against a homicidal maniac.â
âYes.â
His quietness was more impressive than any heroics could have been. I handed back the letter with a shudder.
The following morning saw us at a conference of powers. The Chief Constable of Sussex, the Assistant Commissioner of the CID, Inspector Glen from Andover, Superintendent Carter of the Sussex police, Japp and a younger inspector called Crome, and Dr. Thompson, the famous alienist, were all assembled together. The postmark on this letter was Hampstead, but in Poirotâs opinion little importance could be attached to this fact.
The matter was discussed fully. Dr. Thompson was a pleasant middle-aged man who, in spite of his learning, contented himself with homely language, avoiding the technicalities of his profession.
âThereâs no doubt,â said the Assistant Commissioner, âthat the two letters are in the same hand. Both were written by the same person.â
âAnd we can fairly assume that that person was responsible for the Andover murder.â
âQuite. Weâve now got definite warning of a second crime scheduled to take place on the 25thâthe day after tomorrowâat Bexhill. What steps can be taken?â
The Sussex Chief Constable looked at his superintendent.
âWell, Carter, what about it?â
The superintendent shook his head gravely.
âItâs difficult, sir. Thereâs not the least clue towards whom the victim may be. Speaking fair and square, what steps can we take?â
âA suggestion,â murmured Poirot.
Their faces turned to him.
âI think it possible that the surname of the intended victim will begin with the letter B.â
âThat would be something,â said the superintendent doubtfully.
âAn alphabetical complex,â said Dr. Thompson thoughtfully.
âI suggest it as a possibilityâno more. It came into my mind when I saw the name Ascher clearly written over the shop door of the unfortunate woman who was murdered last month. When I got the letter naming Bexhill it occurred to me as a possibility that the victim as well as the place might be selected by an alphabetical system.â
âItâs possible,â said the doctor. âOn the other hand, it may be that the name Ascher was a coincidenceâthat the victim this time, no matter what her name is, will again be an old woman who keeps a shop. Weâre dealing, remember, with a madman. So far he hasnât given us any clue as to motive.â
âHas a madman any motive, sir?â asked the
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