Which Poirot book?
This may be a bit of a long shot: I'm trying to find a passage, but can't remember which book it is from. It is Poirot contemplating to himself that he really rather enjoyed deliberately misleading Hastings, and acknowledges that he gave ambiguous clues, and he's reminiscing about their previous investigations.
As I say... a long shot. But hopefully it will ring some bells for someone?
If anyone has any ideas / thoughts / suggestions about which book this is from, or a couple of possibles so I don't have to go hunting through them all - I'll be very grateful! Sorry I only have the vaguest hint to go on.
Thanks for any comments