The Singing Butler

Well，they are very luxuriant still，"I said. "N'est ce pas?Never，in the whole of London，have I seen a pair ofmoustaches to equal mine." A good job too，I thought privately.But I would not for the world havehurt Poirot's feelings by saying so. Instead I asked if he still practised his profession on occasion. "I know，"I said，"that you actually retired years ago-""C'est vrai.Togrow the vegetable marrows!And immediately a murder occurs-and I send thevegetable marrows to promenade themselves to the devil.
And since then-I knowvery well what you will say-I am like the prima donna who makes positivelythe farewell performance!That farewell performance，it repeats itself anindefinite number of times!"