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Poirot
reappeared
brisk
and
smiling
at
Dover
,
and
our
journey
to
London
was
uneventful
.
It
was
past
nine
o
’
clock
when
we
arrived
,
and
I
supposed
that
we
should
return
straight
away
to
our
rooms
and
do
nothing
till
the
morning
.
But
Poirot
had
other
plans
.
“
We
must
lose
no
time
,
mon
ami
.
The
news
of
the
arrest
will
not
be
in
the
English
papers
until
the
day
after
tomorrow
,
but
still
we
must
lose
no
time
.
”
I
did
not
quite
follow
his
reasoning
,
but
I
merely
asked
how
he
proposed
to
find
the
girl
.
“
You
remember
Joseph
Aarons
,
the
theatrical
agent
?
No
?
I
assisted
him
in
a
little
matter
of
a
Japanese
wrestler
.
A
pretty
little
problem
,
I
must
recount
it
to
you
one
day
.
He
,
without
doubt
,
will
be
able
to
put
us
in
the
way
of
finding
out
what
we
want
to
know
.
”
It
took
us
some
time
to
run
Mr
.
Aarons
to
earth
,
and
it
was
after
midnight
when
we
finally
managed
it
.
He
greeted
Poirot
with
every
evidence
of
warmth
,
and
professed
himself
ready
to
be
of
service
to
us
in
any
way
.
“
There
’
s
not
much
about
the
profession
I
don
’
t
know
,
”
he
said
,
beaming
genially
.
“
Eh
bien
,
M
.
Aarons
,
I
desire
to
find
a
young
girl
called
Bella
Duveen
.
”
“
Bella
Duveen
.
I
know
the
name
,
but
for
the
moment
I
can
’
t
place
it
.
What
’
s
her
line
?
”
“
That
I
do
not
know
—
but
here
is
her
photograph
.
”
Mr
.
Aarons
studied
it
for
a
moment
,
then
his
face
lighted
.
