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“
Très
bien
,
mon
enfant
,
”
said
Poirot
.
“
I
am
pleased
with
you
.
Go
now
and
rest
yourself
.
Hastings
here
and
I
have
work
to
do
.
You
shall
see
him
tomorrow
.
”
“
Where
are
you
going
?
”
asked
the
girl
,
her
eyes
widening
.
“
You
shall
hear
all
about
it
tomorrow
.
”
“
Because
wherever
you
’
re
going
,
I
’
m
coming
too
.
”
“
But
mademoiselle
—
”
“
I
’
m
coming
too
,
I
tell
you
.
”
Poirot
realized
that
it
was
futile
to
argue
further
.
He
gave
in
.
“
Come
then
,
mademoiselle
.
But
it
will
not
be
amusing
.
In
all
probability
nothing
will
happen
.
”
The
girl
made
no
reply
.
Twenty
minutes
later
we
set
forth
.
It
was
quite
dark
now
,
a
close
,
oppressive
evening
.
Poirot
led
the
way
out
of
the
town
in
the
direction
of
the
Villa
Geneviève
.
But
when
he
reached
the
Villa
Marguerite
he
paused
.
