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“
It
is
a
curious
tale
,
”
said
Poirot
,
“
but
I
believe
it
to
be
the
absolute
truth
.
Unwittingly
,
Mademoiselle
Marthe
told
us
the
truth
on
another
point
—
and
incidentally
gave
Jack
Renauld
the
lie
.
Did
you
notice
his
hesitation
when
I
asked
him
if
he
saw
Marthe
Daubreuil
on
the
night
of
the
crime
?
He
paused
and
then
said
‘
Yes
.
’
I
suspected
that
he
was
lying
.
It
was
necessary
for
me
to
see
Mademoiselle
Marthe
before
he
could
put
her
on
her
guard
.
Three
little
words
gave
me
the
information
I
wanted
.
When
I
asked
her
if
she
knew
that
Jack
Renauld
was
here
that
night
,
she
answered
‘
He
told
me
.
’
Now
,
Hastings
,
what
was
Jack
Renauld
doing
here
on
that
eventful
evening
,
and
if
he
did
not
see
Mademoiselle
Marthe
whom
did
he
see
?
”
“
Surely
,
Poirot
,
”
I
cried
,
aghast
,
“
you
cannot
believe
that
a
boy
like
that
would
murder
his
own
father
.
”
“
Mon
ami
,
”
said
Poirot
,
“
you
continue
to
be
of
a
sentimentality
unbelievable
!
I
have
seen
mothers
who
murdered
their
little
children
for
the
sake
of
the
insurance
money
!
After
that
,
one
can
believe
anything
.
”
“
And
the
motive
?
”
“
Money
of
course
.
Remember
that
Jack
Renauld
thought
that
he
would
come
in
to
half
his
father
’
s
fortune
at
the
latter
’
s
death
.
”
“
But
the
tramp
.
Where
does
he
come
in
?
”
Poirot
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
“
Giraud
would
say
that
he
was
an
accomplice
—
an
apache
who
helped
young
Renauld
to
commit
the
crime
,
and
who
was
conveniently
put
out
of
the
way
afterwards
.
”
“
But
the
hair
round
the
dagger
?
The
woman
’
s
hair
?
”
