to, by all accounts." "The truth of the matter is," said Japp, shortly, "Halliday's disappeared." "When?" "Two months ago." "Was his disappearance reported?" "Of course it was. His wife came to us in a great state. We did what we could, but I knew all along it would be no good." "Why not?" "Never is--when a man disappears that way." Japp winked. "What way?" "Paris." "So Halliday disappeared in Paris?" "Yes. Went over there on scientific work--so he said. Of course, he'd have to say something like that. But you know what it means when a man disappears over there. Either it's Apache work, and that's the end of it--or else it's voluntary disappearance--and that's a great deal the commoner of the two, I can tell you. Gay Paree and all that, you know. Sick of home life. Halliday and his wife had had a tiff before he started, which all helps to make it a pretty clear case." "I wonder," said Poirot thoughtfully. The American was looking at him curiously. "Say, mister," he drawled, "what's this Big Four idea?" "The Big Four," said Poirot, "is an international organisation which has at its head a Chinaman. He is known as Number One. Number Two is an American. Number Three is a Frenchwoman. Number Four, the 'Destroyer,' is an Englishman." "A Frenchwoman, eh?" The American whistled. "And Halliday disappeared in France. Maybe there's something in this. What's her name?" "I don't know. I know nothing about her."