“Then, towards the end of the meal, Anthony Hicks leant across the table towards me and looked me straight in the eye. ‘I want you to remember’, he said, a touch fiercely, ‘that we, the audience, can and will smile with Poirot.’ Then he paused. ‘But we must never, ever, laugh at him.’ There was another pause. ‘And I am most certainly not joking.’ I gulped, before Rosalind said, equally forcefully, ‘And that is why we want you to play him.”
