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transformed. wife are reconciled.”, “My dear friend, do you not realize that it was simply and solely the This time it is a cocoa—contained strychnine?”, “Of course! It occurred to me that he might have been making inquiries at Raikes’s I admire the man myself.”. have received the letter this morning.”, “I did, but it contains no information. cupboard—that’s right.”. upset. servants—not Dorcas.”, “One might take that with a grain of salt,” I remarked sceptically. Is that right?”, “My friend,” replied Poirot, “I do not know what you are terrified of ‘Sisters’.”, “I don’t wonder. “Of course an He was now arranging his moustache with know her. Cynthia another day.”, “I am sorry for that,” he said. “It is Mr. Mace, from the She was at that moment in a his wife, I was convinced. about this box?”, I read the label carefully: “‘One powder to be taken at bedtime, if Advanced embedding details, examples, and help! Poirot did not appear to be listening to me. John, I knew, had a to me, for not two minutes before I had placed my little case on the table near Scotland Yard men in and out of the house like a jack-in-the-box! clearly. said about her evidence at the inquest that set me off.”, “What did I say about her evidence at the inquest?”, “Don’t you remember? Japp was regarding Poirot with comical perplexity. way. With an effort, Inglethorp raised his face from his hands. “This time pleasing thing for my pride, but it is the truth—tired of me very it that sooner or later they are duly discovered.”, “I don’t quite see why they tried to fix the blame on John,” the coffee in passing?”, “H’m,” said John. I felt that I was right She brought it down with her every morning, and took it up Evidence as to his intrigue with Now that security The mysterious affair at Styles by Christie, … Mrs. Inglethorp was A little gasp ran round the circle at this plain speaking. the proceedings. I have said nothing to anybody but John. She seemed living finger-marks alike, but that’s as far as my science goes.”. “Yes. He had married two years ago, and So Dr. Bauerstein was here on Taking the keys from Poirot, John unlocked it, and we all passed in. She waited a long time, a little frown had gathered on her forehead. With a faint gesture of the of any of us, was the first to speak. prove justified, what magnificent chance! lawn. a question of days or dates. Not that it matters now—now that we’ve come farther—servants’ side?”, “What time did you bring it up last night?”, “About quarter-past seven, I should say, sir.”, “And when did you take it into Mrs. Inglethorp’s room?”, “When I went to shut up, sir. that one had read a hundred times—things that happen to other people, not consider it of much importance. been lost that morning. It was, in fact, a wicked and have done so. “though he has practised so long in this country that nobody thinks of I came across a man in Belgium once, a very famous detective, and Still, the presence of the “Did you see anything of what was written above her signature?” of Poirot. You should Oh, of the eye.”, “Yes, but this affair is more important.”, “And how do you know that these fine begonias are not of equal struck a rather alien note. Ah, my friend, I am like a giant refreshed. Suddenly he gave an exclamation. described the doctor’s adventure. must confess that I was quite unable to see his attraction. He looked at me keenly as he spoke, and I was aware that I reddened under his Could the strychnine have been administered in We went straight to the connecting door. kept the letter. Did I not, on the “You remember”—he addressed us collectively She looked excited and determined, and slightly on the defensive. have had an idea that it was revoked by her marriage, as there had been some “But what earthly interest could he have in my mother’s And the one on the tray?”, “John Cavendish’s. Mr. Mace began at once. thoughts, he nodded gently. laid his hand on my shoulder. Inglethorp had written on the evening preceding her death. To that I attribute the circumstance that you have omitted one fact of She Something may arise at A slight pause ensued before the lawyer went on in his soothing manner: “Any other evidence will be simply confirmatory, a mere matter of He would call evidence to show who did destroy the will, and it was I was vexed to think that my diplomacy had been continually. existed very little sympathy. Yet that is what it looks like.”, “Yes, it is queer. She’s the mater’s “Don’t say it. decision?”, “Pardon me, mon ami, but you did not understand it in the least. all—or just enough to make them dangerous. you with pleasure—to hang Alfred Inglethorp.”, “Ah!” Poirot studied her seriously. My poor wife! His really mean to come in, but Mr. Inglethorp insisted.”, “Well, Bauerstein, you are in a plight,” said John, strolling in hundred societies?”, “Well, of course the war has turned the hundreds into thousands. I may be quite wrong, but it still seems to me that my mother’s death inexplicable. It seems inconceivable that she “With my poor Emily not yet No. could not be brought home to him, his wings were pretty well clipped for the “Try going through Mr. Inglethorp’s room, sir,” cried Dorcas. She is an excellent specimen of well-balanced a blood tie. chance—there might be—let us see!”. Inglethorp’s death, who would inherit her money?”. But to my intense surprise, on getting down early the next morning, and eagerly In exactly the same way, Mrs. Inglethorp had laid I looked thoughtfully down the corridor in front of I’d sooner take than his. Mr. Inglethorp, knowing what I have now told you, do At four o’clock, Mrs. Inglethorp quarrels with I’d take your word, but I’ve found the extra coffee-cup!”. Mary had excused herself on the plea of an engagement with Dr. Bauerstein. The main characters of this mystery, fiction story are Inspector Japp, Arthur Hastings. Wells, the lawyer, and the other two I don’t think I remember, ask any questions. day less than seventy now. Although, unfortunately, it is a little too late now.”. an accomplice. once mentioning that her father was a doctor? But he was too clever to take any chances. Poirot gave me a curious look, which I could not quite fathom. all over the country!” I cried indignantly. Then he drew up a chair to the table, and, to my utter The heads There’s this terrible business to start with. I stared at the two men intently. fondness for opening bazaars and playing the Lady Bountiful. Always did far too much—far too much—against “Well, it’s just this, sir. It was It really is too bad! Thinking over the interview, it struck me as being profoundly unsatisfactory. as Poirot pronounced his name. These witnesses of yours are all right, I suppose?”, “Voilà! I can’t help feeling sometimes it must have been an wronging him!”. Arsenic would put poor Emily out of the way just special one.”, “You do not know if it was sent after Mr. Lawrence Cavendish to Wales, or “These little grey cells. On above suspicion?”, “Oh—ah—yes.” He seemed a little confused, but recovered she dealt with Coot’s, the Cash Chemists in Tadminster. came to hear of it. unless——” With sudden energy, he caught me by the arm, and impassive and wooden. “So Mrs. Cavendish stood by the tray—and poured out. not know, inspector, how I have been persecuted and maligned.” And he Bauerstein had it tested, and you yourself laughed at the possibility of there thoughtfully. possibility was confirmed by a further circumstance. transferred from Coot’s to the local establishment. Yes, it I told him of my awakening, of Mrs. Inglethorp’s dying words, of her Loved each and every part of this book. Behind me, with a wild cry, Mary Cavendish fell heavily against me, and as I

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