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I
shook
my
head
,
bewildered
.
“
But
no
,
it
is
all
most
simple
really
,
”
said
Poirot
kindly
.
“
For
the
crime
that
M
.
Renauld
proposed
a
murderer
was
not
necessary
,
as
I
told
you
,
but
a
body
was
.
Let
us
reconstruct
,
seeing
events
this
time
from
a
different
angle
.
“
Georges
Conneau
flies
from
justice
—
to
Canada
.
There
,
under
an
assumed
name
he
marries
,
and
finally
acquires
a
vast
fortune
in
South
America
.
But
there
is
a
nostalgia
upon
him
for
his
own
country
.
Twenty
years
have
elapsed
,
he
is
considerably
changed
in
appearance
,
besides
being
a
man
of
such
eminence
that
no
one
is
likely
to
connect
him
with
a
fugitive
from
justice
many
years
ago
.
He
deems
it
quite
safe
to
return
.
He
takes
up
his
headquarters
in
England
,
but
intends
to
spend
the
summers
in
France
.
And
ill
fortune
,
that
obscure
justice
which
shapes
men
’
s
ends
,
and
will
not
allow
them
to
evade
the
consequences
of
their
acts
,
takes
him
to
Merlinville
.
There
,
in
the
whole
of
France
,
is
the
one
person
who
is
capable
of
recognizing
him
.
It
is
,
of
course
,
a
gold
mine
to
Madame
Daubreuil
,
and
a
gold
mine
of
which
she
is
not
slow
to
take
advantage
.
He
is
helpless
,
absolutely
in
her
power
.
And
she
bleeds
him
heavily
.
“
And
then
the
inevitable
happens
.
Jack
Renauld
falls
in
love
with
the
beautiful
girl
he
sees
almost
daily
,
and
wishes
to
marry
her
.
That
rouses
his
father
.
At
all
costs
,
he
will
prevent
his
son
marrying
the
daughter
of
this
evil
woman
.
Jack
Renauld
knows
nothing
of
his
father
’
s
past
,
but
Madame
Renauld
knows
everything
.
She
is
a
woman
of
great
force
of
character
,
and
passionately
devoted
to
her
husband
.
They
take
counsel
together
.
Renauld
sees
only
one
way
of
escape
—
death
.
He
must
appear
to
die
,
in
reality
escaping
to
another
country
where
he
will
start
again
under
an
assumed
name
,
and
where
Madame
Renauld
,
having
played
the
widow
’
s
part
for
a
while
,
can
join
him
.
It
is
essential
that
she
should
have
control
of
the
money
,
so
he
alters
his
will
.
How
they
meant
to
manage
the
body
business
originally
,
I
do
not
know
—
possibly
an
art
student
’
s
skeleton
—
and
a
fire
or
something
of
the
kind
,
but
long
before
their
plans
have
matured
an
event
occurs
which
plays
into
their
hands
.
A
rough
tramp
,
violent
and
abusive
,
finds
his
way
into
the
garden
.
There
is
a
struggle
,
M
.
Renauld
seeks
to
eject
him
,
and
suddenly
the
tramp
,
an
epileptic
,
falls
down
in
a
fit
.
He
is
dead
.
M
.
Renauld
calls
his
wife
.
Together
they
drag
him
into
the
shed
—
as
we
know
,
the
event
had
occurred
just
outside
—
and
they
realize
the
marvellous
opportunity
that
has
been
vouchsafed
them
.
The
man
bears
no
resemblance
to
M
.
Renauld
,
but
he
is
middle
-
aged
,
of
a
usual
French
type
.
That
is
sufficient
.
“
I
rather
fancy
that
they
sat
on
the
bench
up
there
,
out
of
earshot
from
the
house
,
discussing
matters
.
Their
plan
was
quickly
made
.
The
identification
must
rest
solely
on
Madame
Renauld
’
s
evidence
.
Jack
Renauld
and
the
chauffeur
(
who
had
been
with
his
master
two
years
)
must
be
got
out
of
the
way
.
It
was
unlikely
that
the
French
women
servants
would
go
near
the
body
,
and
in
any
case
Renauld
intended
to
take
measures
to
deceive
any
one
not
likely
to
appreciate
details
.
Masters
was
sent
off
,
a
telegram
despatched
to
Jack
,
Buenos
Ayres
being
selected
to
give
credence
to
the
story
that
Renauld
had
decided
upon
.
Having
heard
of
me
,
as
a
rather
obscure
elderly
detective
,
he
wrote
his
appeal
for
help
knowing
that
,
when
I
arrived
,
the
production
of
the
letter
would
have
a
profound
effect
upon
the
examining
magistrate
—
which
,
of
course
,
it
did
.
“
They
dressed
the
body
of
the
tramp
in
a
suit
of
M
.
Renauld
’
s
and
left
his
ragged
coat
and
trousers
by
the
door
of
the
shed
,
not
daring
to
take
them
into
the
house
.
And
then
,
to
give
credence
to
the
tale
Madame
Renauld
was
to
tell
,
they
drove
the
aeroplane
dagger
through
his
heart
.
That
night
,
M
.
Renauld
will
first
bind
and
gag
his
wife
,
and
then
,
taking
a
spade
,
will
dig
a
grave
in
that
particular
spot
of
ground
where
he
knows
a
—
how
do
you
call
it
?
bunkair
?
—
is
to
be
made
.
It
is
essential
that
the
body
should
be
found
—
Madame
Daubreuil
must
have
no
suspicions
.
On
the
other
hand
,
if
a
little
time
elapses
,
any
dangers
as
to
identity
will
be
greatly
lessened
.
Then
,
M
.
Renauld
will
don
the
tramp
’
s
rags
,
and
shuffle
off
to
the
station
,
where
he
will
leave
,
unnoticed
,
by
the
12
:
10
train
.
Since
the
crime
will
be
supposed
to
have
taken
place
two
hours
later
,
no
suspicion
can
possibly
attach
to
him
.
“
You
see
now
his
annoyance
at
the
inopportune
visit
of
the
girl
Bella
.
Every
moment
of
delay
is
fatal
to
his
plans
.
He
gets
rid
of
her
as
soon
as
he
can
,
however
.
Then
,
to
work
!
He
leaves
the
front
door
slightly
ajar
to
create
the
impression
that
the
assassins
left
that
way
.
He
binds
and
gags
Madame
Renauld
,
correcting
his
mistake
of
twenty
-
two
years
ago
,
when
the
looseness
of
the
bonds
caused
suspicion
to
fall
upon
his
accomplice
,
but
leaving
her
primed
with
essentially
the
same
story
as
he
had
invented
before
,
proving
the
unconscious
recoil
of
the
mind
against
originality
.
The
night
is
chilly
,
and
he
slips
on
an
overcoat
over
his
underclothing
,
intending
to
cast
it
into
the
grave
with
the
dead
man
.
He
goes
out
by
the
window
,
smoothing
over
the
flower
bed
carefully
,
and
thereby
furnishing
the
most
positive
evidence
against
himself
.
He
goes
out
on
to
the
lonely
golf
links
,
and
he
digs
—
and
then
—
”
“
Yes
?
”
