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“
At
last
!
”
I
said
.
“
Here
is
something
distinctly
out
of
the
ordinary
.
”
“
Yes
,
indeed
,
”
said
Poirot
meditatively
.
“
You
will
go
of
course
,
”
I
continued
.
Poirot
nodded
.
He
was
thinking
deeply
.
Finally
he
seemed
to
make
up
his
mind
,
and
glanced
up
at
the
clock
.
His
face
was
very
grave
.
“
See
you
,
my
friend
,
there
is
no
time
to
lose
.
The
Continental
express
leaves
Victoria
at
11
o
’
clock
.
Do
not
agitate
yourself
.
There
is
plenty
of
time
.
We
can
allow
ten
minutes
for
discussion
.
You
accompany
me
,
n
’
est
-
ce
pas
?
”
“
Well
—
”
“
You
told
me
yourself
that
your
employer
needed
you
not
for
the
next
few
weeks
.
”
“
Oh
,
that
’
s
all
right
.
But
this
Mr
.
Renauld
hints
strongly
that
his
business
is
private
.
”
“
Ta
-
ta
-
ta
.
I
will
manage
M
.
Renauld
.
By
the
way
,
I
seem
to
know
the
name
?
”
“
There
’
s
a
well
-
known
South
American
millionaire
fellow
.
His
name
’
s
Renauld
.
I
don
’
t
know
whether
it
could
be
the
same
.
”
