Agatha Christie's Poirot : The yellow iris

It was short, only 40 minutes, so everything was kind of rushed, it could have done with more minutes spent on the characters’ relationships, specially Pauline and her brother-in-law or her boyfriend. It wasn’t bad though.

Hastings tells Poirot of a new French restaurant, the ‘Jardin des cygnes’, and then miss Lemon comes in with a yellow iris in her hand, that someone left, for Poirot... he’s upset, “it is a conspiracy” and “the yellow iris returns to provoke me” and then he tells them of a case he was unable to solve “through no fault of my own”. Two years before, he was supposed to visit Hastings in Argentina. He did get to Buenos Aires then a woman named Iris was killed with poison and the next day everyone had fled because there had been a coup and now the military were in control. Poirot himself was arrested, believed to be a spy. He was thrown out of the country. You know, better that than being shot. 

Having been deported, he could not investigate. Now, two years after, the widower reserved a table just like that time, for six people. Now it is all in London, both the people and the restaurant. The same Italian man, Luigi, who had the French restaurant in Buenos Aires, is now opening it in London. 

A commemorative dinner, to find out who killed Iris, which one of those people... Iris left her money to her younger sister, and Pauline had made a will too and is engaged to a journalist. Iris’s husband was already rich. He never believed it to be a suicide, he always thought someone at the table killed her. This time it’s Pauline who falls dead on the table. Of course she’s playing the part, Poirot went there to prevent her murder and he did. It was the husband, who has spent all of Pauline’s money entrusted to him until her 21st birthday. He was the only one not at the table, both times, and while they were looking at the singer he passed around disguised as a waiter, poisoning both sisters and planting fake evidence, and of course nobody noticed the waiter. 

The ending:

Since it’s late and they haven’t eaten yet, Hastings takes Poirot to eat some street food, “English cuisine”.....

I liked Pauline, and was glad her fiancee had nothing to do with it.