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“
I
suppose
,
Poirot
,
”
I
said
rather
diffidently
,
“
I
mustn
’
t
ask
what
your
plans
are
?
I
’
ve
forfeited
the
right
.
”
“
But
not
at
all
.
There
is
no
secret
about
them
.
We
return
to
France
without
delay
.
”
“
We
?
”
“
Precisely
—
‘
we
!
’
You
know
very
well
that
you
cannot
afford
to
let
Papa
Poirot
out
of
your
sight
.
Eh
,
is
it
not
so
,
my
friend
?
But
remain
in
England
by
all
means
if
you
wish
—
”
I
shook
my
head
.
He
had
hit
the
nail
on
the
head
.
I
could
not
afford
to
let
him
out
of
my
sight
.
Although
I
could
not
expect
his
confidence
after
what
had
happened
,
I
could
still
check
his
actions
.
The
only
danger
to
Bella
lay
with
him
.
Giraud
and
the
French
police
were
indifferent
to
her
existence
.
At
all
costs
I
must
keep
near
Poirot
.
Poirot
observed
me
attentively
as
these
reflections
passed
through
my
mind
,
and
gave
a
nod
of
satisfaction
.
“
I
am
right
,
am
I
not
?
And
as
you
are
quite
capable
of
trying
to
follow
me
,
disguised
with
some
absurdity
such
as
a
false
beard
—
which
every
one
would
perceive
,
bien
entendu
—
I
much
prefer
that
we
should
voyage
together
.
It
would
annoy
me
greatly
that
any
one
should
mock
themselves
at
you
.
”
“
Very
well
,
then
.
But
it
’
s
only
fair
to
warn
you
—
”
“
I
know
—
I
know
all
.
You
are
my
enemy
!
Be
my
enemy
then
.
It
does
not
worry
me
at
all
.
”
“
So
long
as
it
’
s
all
fair
and
above
-
board
,
I
don
’
t
mind
.
”
