'As if it was not enough, the long sea voyage, the mal de mer, the endless games of shuffleboard,' Poirot said, in tones of deep distaste, 'but once we are arrived en l'Australie, you must threaten me with this--this--'

'Come on Poirot,' Hastings said, waving the charred sausage on the end of a long fork, 'it's really not so bad, and after all, when in Rome, do as the Romans do!'

'If we were in Rome, Hastings,' Poirot replied acidly, 'I would gladly do so--but we are not!'