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One
thing
I
am
fairly
sure
of
—
they
did
not
leave
through
the
door
.
They
left
by
the
window
.
”
“
What
?
”
“
Precisely
.
”
“
But
there
were
no
footmarks
in
the
flower
bed
underneath
.
”
“
No
—
and
there
ought
to
have
been
.
Listen
,
Hastings
.
The
gardener
,
Auguste
,
as
you
heard
him
say
,
planted
both
those
beds
the
preceding
afternoon
.
In
the
one
there
are
plentiful
impressions
of
his
big
hobnailed
boots
—
in
the
other
,
none
!
You
see
?
Some
one
had
passed
that
way
,
some
one
who
,
to
obliterate
their
footprints
,
smoothed
over
the
surface
of
the
bed
with
a
rake
.
”
“
Where
did
they
get
a
rake
?
”
“
Where
they
got
the
spade
and
the
gardening
gloves
,
”
said
Poirot
impatiently
.
“
There
is
no
difficulty
about
that
.
”
“
What
makes
you
think
that
they
left
that
way
,
though
?
Surely
it
is
more
probable
that
they
entered
by
the
window
,
and
left
by
the
door
.
”
“
That
is
possible
of
course
.
Yet
I
have
a
strong
idea
that
they
left
by
the
window
.
”
“
I
think
you
are
wrong
.
”
