« Freddie, give me your wrist watch as as a souvenir, will you? »
Slowly Frederica unclasped the jeweled watch from her wrist and handed it to Nick.
« Thanks. And now I suppose we must go through with this perfectly ridiculous comedy. »
« The comedy you planned and produced in End House. Yes but you should not have given the star part to Hercule Poirot. That, Mademoiselle, was your mistake your very grave mistake. »
Peril at End House, by Agatha Christie