{"text":"You've a pretty good nerve,' said Ratchett. 'Will twenty thousand dollars tempt you?'It will not.'If you're holding out for more, you won't get it. I know what a thing's worth to me.'I, also M. Ratchett.'What's wrong with my proposition?'Poirot rose. 'If you will forgive me for being personal - I do not like your face, M. Ratchett,' he said.","author":"Agatha Christie","tags":["crime","detective","express","fiction","hercule","murder","orient","poirot"],"id":99952,"author_id":"Agatha+Christie"}