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Poirot makes a five-pound bet with Inspector James Japp that he can solve the mysterious disappearance of a rich banker in a week, without getting up from his chair. So Japp gives him the facts of the case. Mr. Davenheim walked away from his home one afternoon and has not been seen since. Suspicion falls on a business rival of his that visited the house on the day of his disappearance; there is some reason to believe that the rival has done away with Mr. Davenheim, but if so, where is the body? Will Poirot solve the case and win the bet?
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“Seems a shame, doesn’t it?” said Japp to me as I accompanied him to the door. “Like robbing a child!”
I could not help agreeing with a smile. I was still smiling as I re-entered the room.
“Eh bien!” said Poirot immediately. “You make fun of Papa Poirot, is it not so?” He shook his finger at me. “You do not trust his gray cells? Ah, do not be confused! Let us discuss this little problem - incomplete as yet, I admit, but already showing one or two points of interest.”
“The lake!” I said significantly.
“And even more than the lake, the boathouse!”
I looked sidewise at Poirot. He was smiling in his most inscrutable fashion. I felt that, for the moment, it would be quite useless to question him further.
We heard nothing of Japp until the following evening, when he walked in about nine o’clock. I saw at once by his expression that he was bursting with news of some kind.
“Eh bien, my friend,” remarked Poirot. “All goes well? But do not tell me that you have discovered the body of Mr Davenheim in your lake, because I shall not believe you.”
“We haven’t found the body, but we did find his clothes - the identical clothes he was wearing that day. What do you say to that?”
“Any other clothes missing from the house?”
“No, his valet is quite positive on that point. The rest of his wardrobe is intact. There’s more. We’ve arrested Lowen. One of the maids, whose business it is to fasten the bedroom windows, declares that she saw Lowen coming towards the study through the rose-garden about a quarter past six. That would be about ten minutes before he left the house.”
“What does he himself say to that?”