The Murder of Roger Ackroyd / Убийство Роджера Экройда

The Intelligence corps has proved a broken reed.

that I had deemed a wise precaution against the chill of an early autumn morning

Mrs Ferrars died on the night of the 16th-17th September – a Thursday. I was sent for at eight o’clock on the morning of friday the 17th. There was nothing to be done. She had been dead some hours. It was just a few minutes after nine when I reached home once more. I opened the front door with my latchkey, and purposely delayed a few moments in the hall, hanging up my hat and the light overcoat that I had deemed a wise precaution against the chill of an early autumn morning. To tell the truth, I

‘What time would that be?’ ‘Just nine